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Wake Up People

 

Wake up people wake the (F) up
The reasons should be clear

 

As to what is and has been  going on here
Black plumes of liquid death

 

Pearls of wisdom or pirates chests
Buried deep with in sands, gold

 

Oils and waters never mixed
A single pipe or a bunch of pick-up-slicks

 

Blow the holes where she will leak; freedoms and liberties they seek
Deep beneath the sands a cork will be made if we let them!

 

But, this is already known by governments
Oils and waters do not mix, those sneaky sneaking Slicks

 

Banks of time served up only by Hippo C rites
The Gov must loosen the hold of The Belts

 

Medical victories Totalitarianism melts
Tyranny slaps the old Grandma

 

Dictatorship will beat up on old Grandpa
The Eagle has landed upon this slick

She is falling
Heathen's are calling

Quick hit her with a stick
Place a band upon her foot

 

Chain her to a stake for who's sons sake?
A strong depression we first will make



Czars!  Where are the green cars?
Whats next? Mr. Steroids and his oxygen bars


Damn it! Why not? The viewer's choice
A president with bigger muscles is needed

 

Impersonations of Parliament
Making slaves; to become, Governments

 

For goodness sake do you know what is at stake?
Lets us not forget about the Third Reich

 

Faithful Germans and their Mistakes
History repeats itself if we let it!


Forget the Jew and their Home
Hand those terrorist Our Father's Heart


The Apple of His Eye!
Never! We the faithful His children Cry!

Presidents really! This is not smart!
How far will you go! How Deep will you take Us

Let not God Forsake Us!
Let us not Forsake God!

 

Do you remember how a Nation of Christians were fooled
And by who and how! Will we; you too, be fool?

Will you make Americans bow?
Holy Cow! Mr. President don't  take up that plow

 

But why? Mr. President deceived we are not
We lead;  we are not to be lead, we will not be lead!

No! Not down that path!
We all have already taken that bath

 

An employment  Boom, when will that be Next!
Or will it be the Deployment of New text

 

You Zealots better watch out!  The Government shouts!
Watch out! We shout! For old Text and what comes next!

 

For we Text I Cans, can and we will tighten our Belts
Never a blow to be un-felt or un-dealt; with

 

United We Stand! Divided We will not Fall!
So watch out you demons lurking about the Capitals Mall

Reunited we soon will be
Just you wait, watch and see
 

Parties undressed, striped freedom is over stressed
The Unborn Murdered, by who and why? We children cry


Now  should I even  mention Divorce! The Havoc of course
Easy outs; separations made by force, uprooting the source

 

Satan’s Minions are at the heart of it, of course
They are all Lawyers at best; Satan's worst, source

 

Tyranny runs rampant when undressed is She
When depressed is She demons will become Her

Pleasure Lands, Encampments made
Contestments never  made, no shade

 

Pass a new Bill They’ll stamp it
Then and when it suits them
 

Gay rights and transvestites, merriment's 
Prisoners with congenial rights, parade
 

Murders and rapists survive and molesters thrive
Thank a good old Christian confused or Libertarian
 

Lets us Not harm them they have rights too
They are and were confused too


It is and was stated in your BOOK! 
Thou shall not kill
 

Wrong! Take another LOOK! A bit deeper, Look!
Thou shalt Not commit Murder if you please!

Therefore they lost them their rights quick send them home
Their victims rights they took and they have already gone

Libertarians and Nam-Be-Pam-Be's be
The dis-ease of this Country we are infeasted with flea's

Now their home no longer ours stolen; are these men from Mars
Have our Stars Fallen to these drunkards' in and behind bars


Satan has always had a hook, he has rearrange the Good Book
Let's make them debate until its to late, he is the world's # 1 crook


Wake up and take a good look
At where we were and have been


As to who and what is leading
And where and why we are falling
 

Then scratch your little nutz
And wonder then, how it  has all taken place
 

As we sat around on our Fat butz
And never pondered about what has been taking place

 

Wake the (F) up before its to late!
 

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


— Sinbadthesailorman, Jun 21, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S. A. Indiana, Valparaiso, USA

Favorite Poets: Robert Frost, Walt Whitman, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Carl Sandburg these I have read some And so Many More. I have no Favorite or any that I dislike. Whom I consider to be poets; of course there are many Dark and hateful souls, who would cry out and to I will lend an ear, but some. They just leave a awful taste in my heart that I can not bear to read twice. Let alone as many times I would do normally; as I must.

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Critiques

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Donnie

I don't agree with all of your points, but most of them. I think it is a very good political piece and I am so glad it did not pick up the heat that some poems of the same genre have done. Always, Cat
Sinbadthesailorman

Sinbadthesailorman

15 years 11 months ago

Didn't mean for it to be political or putting blame on any one

Thanks for the read Cat and if you push the + thingy Thanks for that too! This is more of a rant at those who bitch about it, but were never about it in the first place.These choices are all of ours to claim when we lay sleeping while we are/and were suppose to be on watch. But it's never too late to correct our mistakes. We live in a world were we disagree and in this day and age we need to be less passive and more active in my opinion, But we all know what opinions are worth and like. LOL Donnie/Sinbad