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9-11 Allowed Attacks, Was It Our Reichstag?


The united suck of assassins, 95 % fascist,
Switches from wonder bread, destroying bones
In 12 ways, to whole wheat, in the Blackhouse;
Giving a new hue to the rich's middle-class
To poor sandwich. Will the condiments change,
A Cinqo de Mayo to a dollop of mustard, one
Taste of supposed Christianity for another-
Will the surprises never cease? An answer,
Faint, echoing, 'where's the beef?', implores.

Weimar Republic, Germany, got its eugenics
Programs from CA, first they came for elderly,
Medically and mentally ill, handicapped,
Disabled, then the rest; like the republicans
Are doing now. Defend yourself by defending
Them, one for all, all for one; 'we(e)', stand
Together, or fall separately! Burning of the
Reichstag by Hitler, blaming others, was his
Excuse to take over, their fall. Remember a
WWII lesson, if you're not taking bullets you're
Making them. A heart in the heart of the
Heartland is bleeding every moment, are you?

Those Germans thought they 'had it like that'
Too, mass destruction and murder were profit,
Pleasure, 'liberties'. Patriotism, a supposed
Excuse for Nazism. Now that almost all here
Have been sociologically programmed into
Lowest common denominator, uber-consuming
Replications of vacuums, heads made of tape
Recorders with cash registers attached,
La machine, the convolutions devolution of
Humanity into exigency, is almost complete.
It only took 450 years of supposed science
And religion, extermination to extinction.

Man, the nexus of 35 billion years of evolution,
Doesn't have to be wiped out in two decades;
It, evoked, as a common language, the thread
That links every..., in the fabric of life,
Can dispel the corporate structures trap,
Worldly trappings, that fill every orifice
And eye. Civic irresponsibility, past
Generations have heaped on our heads and
Shoulders, only able to be borne on wings of
Compassion, must be exorcised through our
Only acting on it, realizing the growth of
Responsibility's Siamese twin sister, freedoms,
Flight, to the extent that we exercised it.

What of the hand, remocrats, sky is bluing
US, when they're not pathologically lying,
The glove, dempublicans, liberal spread
Of half truths, although, the lesser of the two?
Saddam Barack Osama Hussein Obama Bin
Laden's, as the remocrats call him, train that
Could, hope, change, bipartisanship? Pope's,
New, indulgences for the rich, no condoms for
The poor, dictated? Normalcy, I don't suffer,
Or, suffer from, nor, Euro-centrism, northern
:Malaise, academia, a blood disease. He may
Have put the con back in their convolution,
Yet, has anyone been fooled by the temporary
Changes the 'good cop' will put in place, the
'Bad cop' will wipe away when the Blackhouse
Is white washed, again? Where's real change?

The audacity of nope resounds, that duopolies
'Bipartisan' ship has sailed, and gotten us into
The economic blackhole we're in, and will be, it
Couldn't, possibly, get us out. Not even light,
Nor, truth, escapes it. Without changing from
Remocrat dictated scarcity based society, to
Nature's, abundance based reality, they're just
Rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic. All
Changes every moment, '...we(e),...', need real
Change of direction, knowing where you've been,
Informs where you're at, and, only then, can one
Direct where they go, yet, it must begin within,
Self-actuation, turning 360 degrees around,
Back to the future and the evolution, a
Supplanting of everything, evolving.


(a twig of poetree from 2008)



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