Political

Silent One

I was just one of them

No one knew I existed

For years I hoped

And hoped that things would change

I looked around to see who would stand out

Only a handful tried and they were arrested

Beaten up and left for dead

Brutally murdered

Fear enslaved me



I did not know that my turn would come

I myself had to change

The chief among cowards I was

I could not raise a finger

To air my discontentment

A man with no voice

The silent one



Fearful I was

Of the unknown, of death

Of torture, of standing out

Of imprisonment



Like an abused wife

Tormented daily

Abused physically and emotionally

Enough is enough I told myself

I could not take it anymore

I stood out and retaliated

I fought back with all vengeance

With all vigour

I could not take it anymore



I know there are many like me

Who were imprisoned by fear

Right there in the chains of doubt

In the clutches self unworthiness

What is better to live in fear of the unknown

Or to stand for your beliefs

To be tortured

To be arrested

To be called names

Even unto death



My silence would not have changed anything

My silence was indeed betrayal

Betrayal of what

Of my fundamental human rights as a citizen

My freedom of speech

Freedom of expression

Freedom of association



Now that the silent one has spoken

Now that the silent one has stood for his rights

Now that the silent one has stood his ground

The world indeed will realize that my silence was not ignorance



Let they also arise and speak out

Against propaganda

Against cheap politicking

Against corruption

Against the ills in our nation

The silent one has spoken

Let everyone hear and be moved to act

Author's Notes/Comments: 

People in Zimbabwe tend to let things flow and do not want to stand for what they believe in. Keeping mum about all that has happened will not solve anything but sharing it with other like minded people will help.

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My X

I might not know how to write my name

But where to put my X I know



Why force me now to change my mind

By the gun

By torture

By force

I know what I want and I have waited for long

My X is my deliverer

My X is my saviour

My X is my hope

Don’t take away my right

My right to put the X where I want

You can force the donkey to the river

But you know what, you will not force it to drink



My X to you has become so precious that you can kill me for it

You now say my X is my bullet

When I go hungry for days you don’t care

When I walk to work you are not there

When I stand in queues for long hours you are not there

When I go to the clinic and I’m told there are no doctors, and no medicine

You are not there.

You only want me near you now because I know I have something that you want

My X



You have taken me for granted because when I try to voice my displeasure

You stuff your ears and pretend not to be there

Or in some cases arrested me and labeled me a traitor or enemy of the state



My X

My X

Set me free now.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The X depicts ones vote. Shows how desperate for change people are and also how desperate governments will try to hold all to power at all costs

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Voters Cry

Poised,

crying happy,

on the brink

of a

  PROVABLE epiphany,

we SHOUT,

finding our voices,

  all our harmonies.



    Melt the faces

      into

      a melting puddle,

our living-room floors

      collect

                 US,

  build our BONES back,

  give our blind flesh

      new eyes,

      to

leap over the brink,

  prove

OUR silent, victorious,

sublime democratic vision.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

On November 4, 2008, the people of the United States elected Senator Obama to the Presidency, and brought change to the nation without even being inagurated.  Congratulations to everyone who voted for the chance to be a better nation, even though we brought it on ourselves.  Today has been a hysteria.  Tomorrow will bring the hard work that each of us must decide, from within, how best to contribute.  Let us not hate, and only remember hate as the hasty thoughtless and compassionless recourse of our ancestors, and forgive them, as well.  Tomorrow, after reading this, go out and walk to another neighborhood, one you never visit, and say hello to a few people, or beautify it in some way, or do something to contribute to it's vitality.  Do this because it is within yourself to think of how the change in the world that Obama began can only come from you.

Love and Flowers...

M

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George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!



We dance in the streets,

Lit by faint rays of hope

And our livelihoods, burning,

All thanks to that dope.



George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!



The oil man slept soundly,

On his bed of bad debt.

He'd never considered,

How uncomfortable he'd get.



George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!



He made his friends rich,

While we all became poor,

He stole from us all,

And not just Al Gore!



George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!



He'll soon be just a footnote,

In our world history,

But he filled enough coffins,

Too many for me!



George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!



Perhaps John McCain could've stood the test?

But how could he win, so tarred with that brush.

And neither court shoes nor Caribous or Sarah Palin's breast,

Could distract us from the dark name of George Walker Bush



George Walker Bush

George Walker Bush

Obama's best asset,

McCain got the push!

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Country First





Beware a false prophet,

Who's promising change!

For its our liberty and freedom,

He plans to re-arrange!



Be not taken in, by the hype,

But be educated on the facts.

For its in judgement and experience,

And in the truth, he so lacks!



Stand up and be heard now,

So our hard-fought rights will remain.

We need the experience and strength,

Of one man...John McCain!



Don't fall for the self-quenching,

Of the greedy liberal thirst.

Vote FOR our America,

And vote, COUNTRY FIRST!!


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America, the world is watching.

The political bell has jingled

The set time has come

Americans goes to the poll

Young and old alike



November 4, here we come

A fresh mandate to give

To a leader who will rule

Not only America



But the whole world

Think not you are voting for America alone

Are you asking Why

The answers are before you



The Economy, the wars the peace

Lies on the ballot you cast

The world awaits you to lead again

Only if you vote for the right leader



America will rise again

When they chose the right leader

The ball is in your court

Change is in the air



The times have changed

The world still want you to lead

The dream land, the greatest nation on earth

The eyes are watching

God is watching you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

American election,politics in the air,24/10/2008.

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Fairness Doctrine

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Thought For Food

Fairness is a doctrine that those in power can opt out of. And their supporters will cheer it now, jeer it later or before, when they are or were the mockery. And they will be again.



Fairness is a one way street on a highway to the future.

And it's going back into the past but few ones learned.

So they don't recognize the signs and the landmarks

For the dead will be raised again. To die again, sev'ral fold.



Contridiction

Is a way of life.

Equality is a high wire, this limbo gets lower with each pass and smaller wallets to the back. Now that they've climbed ev'rest for a buck.



Fairness is a one way street on a highway to the future.

And it's going back into the past but few ones learned.

So they don't recognize the signs and the landmarks

For the dead will be raised again. To die again, sev'ral fold. To die again, sev'ral fold. You lie again, sev'ral fold. Continuing deceptive tones.



Fairness, a doctrine that those in power can opt out of.

Yea their supporters will cheer it now, jeer it later and before, when they are as were the mockery. And they will be again. (Almost everybody is.)

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#58- "Come, Comrades"

Fly high above the hills,

Soar past the indescribable injustices

that fall upon humanity

like rain upon the sea.



The blood of man as he toils;

The blood of woman as she births;

The blood of children as they scream.

Scream out in indignant fury.



Wash your hands clean of what you've done

in the blood of those you've beaten down.

We will bathe in that same blood

baptized by our struggles and ideals.



So fly high, and fly by.

Rise above, raise that flag

that has been soaked in the blood

of man, woman, and child.

The Army approaches.  

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Magna Carta

It may have been signed under undue duress,

But King John signed it and I must confess,

That right up until his dying breath,

It was the best thing he’d ever done!



I saw it once as a kid,

In a deep, air conditioned, steel vault,

Behind five inches of armoured glass.



This basis of all our freedoms,

The keystone of the English state,

Where no man is above the law,

And the courts decide his fate.



The charter battered and tried by time,

Was adopted as a bill of rights,

Throughout the British commonwealth

And even by the rebellious states.



The "Great Paper" contains many clauses,

But two of these are freedoms keys,

The right of "Habeus Corpus"

And the banning of all private Armies.



These freedoms hard won

Through many centuries of slaughter,

Are all but gone,

If you'll just consider Blackwater.



But if mercenary armies cause you no dismay,

You'll probably never see Guantanamo bay.

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