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Bradley J
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Poetry Contest

Old or new poems on why politics suck.

calamitygin
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Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
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I know Nuttin..(you fucking bitch)

Politico mumbo jumbo
dumpo on our plate to eat less make less
and know even lesser...relaize it aint a word but suits...fuck the suits...
Just fuck daddies in striped ties and power cocks sploogin on blue dresses ..biiig ooops!...
oooh baby say it! yeahh..
(ooh clinty put your biiig fat Cigar waaay up far..)
Oh you slut...._(Taurek likes)
hehehe call it the oral office...BehBeh.
White waaater woooosh...
Wanna lil Trump Trump in your rump rump No!!...?
THERE WILL BE HELL TOUPEE!!
You jes know he'll hire him a lil sum
sumpin Splooginski..._Ohhmorohhsa oh my gawd!! Monica Who?
New slutz got nutz...
(poor Monica, yeah right!)
The Beret neva hat it so goood....
(see what i did there?)
I would allllmost vote Hilly baby in..
just to see a lil Bill you Fuck! sex play lezzy revenge.....nep...not quite that twisted.  

Sanders in 15!!!


huh? its.. what? oh!


Sanders in 16!!!

?? yeah? I kind of lost interest mid 90's...when the prez was hittin it goood....

Taurek
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The Final Solution

We chopped off Rush Limbaugh’s head
And after we raped and tortured Sarah Palin to death
We went after Glenn Beck
And we laughed as he cried
And begged for his life
Before we got Michele Bachmann
She committed suicide
Ah, what a shame
We wanted to barbeque her brain
And hang her corpse in the middle of a plain
For the whole world’s display
Eh, we did it anyway
Then we slashed out Ann Coulter’s vocal chords
And recorded her death with a camcorder
And put it on the Net for everyone’s enjoyment
Then we turned John Boehner’s tan
Into a nice crispy black
And we liked Bill O’Reilly
So we made him co-host a show
With Tavis Smiley
Then we drove a spike into Rand Paul’s balls
And burned out his eyeballs
And left all his patients on call
Then we forced Christine O’Donnell
To fuck Mitch McConnell
Afterwards, she drank an entire bleach bottle
We dangled Sharon Angle from her ankles
While the people pelted her with rotten tomatoes
Joe Miller was the one that killed her
We gave Lou Dobbs a bucket and a mop
And told him to finish the fucking job
Then we gave Herman Cain
A sexual harassment case
A bevy of babes
Came forward with stories
About the old horny bastard
They nicknamed him
Edward Slither Hands
He swore he never met them
And maybe he never did
But that didn’t sway public opinion
He lost to his constituents
Which is a shame
Because I liked Mr. Cain
But I was just obeying orders
Then we opened the borders
And sent many Minute Men
To their deaths
Then recruited the rest
The ones that passed
Our litmus test
And I was straight fucking
Those hot Mexican senoritas
Caught crabs and gonorrhea
Easily solved at the free clinic
I remember my friend Kenneth
Who I knew from ages 7 to 11
Before he moved to the Orient
When he came back we were 30
He was married
With a high paid corporate gig
Talking about hiring high-paid escorts
For his clients as bribes
While I’m just thinking
About fucking his wife
This Far East concubine
Submissive with an easy smile
But I just wondered
And now he’s a dead motherfucker
I even murdered my own brother
And put it down
As collateral damage
I just hired some Spaniards
They did it in Spanish
We buried Rick Perry’s
Corpse in a prairie
In Texas
Where I saw my ex, Alexis
I said hi to her step kid
Before we did the sex bit
I stayed until I was called back
Into action
But it wasn’t much of a battle
Once the cages were rattled
All the rats ran away
We even gave them an island
On which they could stay
But some remained
On the mainland
And if they didn’t turn
We burned them down to the urn
But as their numbers dwindled
That became less of an occurrence
I stuck my rifle in the sand
Sat down and watched the currents
And thought about the man
I just murdered
And my ex-girl’s curvatures
I’m rolling that herb
Sipping on a winter reserve
My last purchase
Before the final curtain
Was felled
And we all went to hell
Our ideas didn’t gel
With some in our party
And soon they formed
Their own army
Started chaos
Got a hold of the bomb
That’s how the problem was solved
How everything dissolves
How humanity was the problem
How everything became dolphins

calamitygin
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Jennifer Michael McCurry
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We chopped off Rush Limbaugh’s head
And after we raped and tortured Sarah

you had me at Sarah...
you complete me....

Taurek! lol...i only know Bill and Hill no fair! (actually an Arkansan 2nd fuck fuck cuzzin) lol...no..jk but thats awesome! love it....
this is just fabulous...always love your twisted voice ..

edited a line in especially for you.....👍✋🚀🚀🚀

Taurek
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calamitygin said:We chopped off Rush Limbaugh’s head
And after we raped and tortured Sarah

you had me at Sarah...
you complete me....

Taurek! lol...i only know Bill and Hill no fair! (actually an Arkansan 2nd fuck fuck cuzzin) lol...no..jk but thats awesome! love it....
this is just fabulous...always love your twisted voice ..

edited a line in especially for you.....👍✋🚀🚀🚀


Ayyy!  Thank you, baby.

Richard_the_third
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What was her name
She, who sucked on politics?
I forget, how fame is fleeting
With  a stain on her dress
Clinton's Presidency - a mess
A new reputation for cheating.

But he claimed 'it's not sex'
Which really did vex
His Wife, who went her own way
Hillary cooled
But no-one was fooled
She went on to fight another day.

Sorry folks  - just my two 'penneth. I quite like politics


calamitygin
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Jennifer Michael McCurry
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lol...I do too Richard..just messin around....nice piece!
I love your avatar btw ...you had a piece in a comp i read last night i enjoyed too...dang it...cant remember which right now  ..sorry...

LobodeSanPedro
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I don't play ball anymore

upon my brother's chest
fall the incongruent tears of

what was it the minister called it

oh yeah, that's right

a grateful nation.

I asked my brother once  

what do those people look like over there.

they look like us  
serenity is surrendered to squalor
respect is held in the curl of my forefinger  
honeyed skin is baked ripe for adjudication  
all walk a sand silted plank in the delta.  

the minister says he died bringing justice to the world  

yet his body is dressed and boxed  
with the same ceremony as a baseball game

same damn song too
but somehow I've forgotten the words.



poet Anonymous


LobodeSanPedro
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Just whistle while I do your work

Hi hoe

High hoe

Buy hoe

Bye hoe

It's off to work I go

Cause I gotta pay my taxes

for the next trick running the show

There's the one playing Snow White

With the seven midgets in tow


Grumpy wants to build a wall

to keep the illegals in their place

Doc is just a poser

A black man in black face


Bashful thinks he can win it all

He'll just ride the family name

His brother Dopey did it twice

Just yelled  "Islam" to make it rain



Rain fear

Rain terror

Rain hate

Rain bombs



Their daddy was Happy,

Having young men spill their blood

It's all part of the game

Like when babies drown in a flood  


Then there's stuffed up Sneezy

giving Snow White all kinds of fits

The old bastard won't keep still

Showing up in Harlem for shrimps n' grits


Yeah you all kiss brown ass now

Like black lives really matter

Until a body hits the ground

And everyone starts to scatter


This whole thing makes me Sleepy

Prisoner of my worst dreams

I'll bite the poisoned apple

Just to stop hearing their screams



LobodeSanPedro
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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5kF5zZJAGXk

DARK CITY

She is a mistress to the carnal pleasures of the shadows
And our souls echo her screams when she's mounted and He suckles at her breasts  
Her milk  
Thick
Warm
Crimson  

She succumbs to pleasure in our wounded eyes  
Our battles fought daily but they've already been lost within her deified walls
Remnants of His seed lie abandoned just like any man's after He's pulled out His shaft  
Homeless
Stained  
Dead  

We course through her pulsating veins and arteries giving breathe to her existence
An orchestrated odyssey  
relegating all to their chambers and camps
Numbered
Monitored  
Patrolled  

Like any seductress she's told to sell  
Hope
Dreams
Fantasies  

Its sold just like the whore that she is  
It's bought in her  
Chapels  
Temples
Mosques

And any bodega or newsstand for a dollar
24
7
365

Bought and sold leaving  just enough of our dignity to feed our children
And our own wanton needs

When He's done with her for the night
And He sees the sun announced by the cockcrow  
He gets up and begins to dress  
His suit impeccable  
Ageless in its design

Red  

White  

and Blue






All images were taken by the poet for the express purposes of this poem.


lepperochan
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Charlie's eyes

Charlie had a vision
so he asked my father
to get him elected

we all chipped in
knocked on doors
told the people
things would get better

because  Charlie had a  vision

we got Charlie in five times
twenty years
started off grand

then done the
dirt on my father
just like most of the rest

my father is a genius
filled at least three seats
in every election
going back fifty years

I told him
the party will eventually fuck him
join Sinn Fein with me
but when he got fucked
he retired

and got old

Charlie had a vision
but he didn't want to see
what was in front of his eyes

Vote Sinn Fein (any of the Irish here)


thank you, end of party political broadcast

LobodeSanPedro
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http://www.lifeintheknow.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Without-Sanctuarycuratorstour.jpg

The lynching of Rubin Stacey, 1935.  His crime, begging for food.



pitch black sunrise
  
i danced to touch da ground    
but they laughed at me    
  
say, "Dats right boy show us how niggas dance"  
one of 'em started on his guitar    
another da fiddle    
  
my body twitchin' like Sunday chicken    
fresh snapped neck    
  
i can still hear 'em all  
and da creek of da rope pulling dat limb    
though one's cut off my ear    
  
they wanted souvenirs  
things for they kids I reckon'    
i barely feel da blade takin' each toe    
  
da lil' gal smiles    
  
im choked out like midnight from da sky    
with it's stars too    
  
sky will be white again    
like da sheets that done dis to me    
  
Jesus didn't save me  
hope he does better by my chillin' cause    
I can't breathe





(r) Eric Garner during his 2014 arrest by the NYPD in which he was choked to death. His crime, selling cigarettes illegally. (l) Dylann Roff is arrested without incident after murdering nine African American parishioners who invited him into their church, 2015.

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“The Cult”
I refuse to be an architect building the Government’s fucking cult
Blindly enacting their every misinformed thought
Without forethought of self-preservation,
Like lab rats we scurry to their every fucking wave and leave ourselves
Dangling over the edge to their every command
Feasting dose upon dose on their regurgitated bullshit!

No longer
Neither INDEPENDENT nor HUMAN  
But a motherfucking THING!!!
We are merely numbers and dollars, worthless and expendable,
Created ONLY
To serve their purpose, then be forgotten and grow rotten,
Test subjects to the next greatest experiment dreamt up by some fat fuck
While our daughters swallow his slithering, demonic semen and ask for more.

If this seems overtly graphic and unnecessarily blunt

WAKE THE FUCK UP  
Open YOUR eyes and see my anarchism is simply the
Un-censored,
Un-scripted,
Un-forgiving
TRUTH
...
I told you I HAVE A VOICE and I know how to fucking use it!

I write this
Public Service Announcement  
With the intent to raise flags and invite hate...controversy is what I CRAVE
Because I refuse to be an architect to the government’s fucking
CULT of
Misinformed, misconstrued, torturous, cover-up riddled bullshit!

February 12th, 2016

poet Anonymous

Democracy Died at Home


Capitalism without capital is slavery
that's why democracy is so important
and books have been written by the hundreds
authored by the brightest minds
all on one topic
how cruel would be the days when people fell
for the ploy to enslave their minds

we've been warned since government formed
about plutocracy and the oligarchy
now thirteen families rule the world
and still we expect equality
(although all evidence points to the contrary)

they're playing divide and conquer with the activists
treating them like criminals
spinning a story-line that denies they're too few
fighting for everyone
the propaganda spins ever harder as we head
into a future certain to claim more casualties than it should

a few things are certain
the news will be reported as the sponsors order
the corporate lobbyers will get what they pay for
the poor will die for the rich to profit
and history will be written to make the winner look good

politics suck because too many don't care
as they send their children into a system long corrupted
without  question
much less a complaint

debt slaves remain faithful through co-dependence
and work leaves us too tired to see
too overwhelmed to think one crucial thought

they work for us ...
and their bosses have been absent too long
we
are the many
and they the few
we (were meant to) chose

every Greek knows that democracy is dead
since a Yes came from a vote for No

I guess we can say
at least it died at home







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