#endcolonialism

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  • kevinosullivan 291w

    Widespread Manic

    Tribes and clans, culture dissolving.
    Circle of life slows the earth from revolving
    Community and justice fragmented and expiring.
    Civil unrest against societal oppression, needed.
    Apocalypse imminent; God weeps his warnings unheeded.
    Helos hover, drones uncovered.
    A corporatist agenda is mocking democracy.
    Fascism is always Capitalism in decay.
    Division of ranks on this sinking global Titanic.
    When will we awake from this widespread manic.

    ©some_call_me_mayhem

  • kevinosullivan 291w

    Peace is Unprofitable

    The spine of a nations greed and excess need is blockaded by activists thwarting its progress.
    Corporatist police spray frigid water or mace and beat grandmas with batons about the face.
    Dogs, razor wire, rubber bullets; so called less than lethal. Prayerful peace and rights destroyed by capitalist evil.
    In solidarity we must unite together; all of us who have ever been oppressed and colonized wherever. Rise up you natives, immigrants and slaves. Change of climate for women, vetetans, cripples and gays. No matter if gentile, muslim or jew until the coming end of days we need you. If you cant beat them alone, join up and collude.
    If you breath air, drink water and live on earth.Everybody owes; everybody pays so please take heed.
    We are in this spiritual class war together!
    One planet, one humanity; yet two distinct sides of poverty and greed.
    Yin and yang, right and wrong, poor against rich; good versus evil business.
    All here descendent of immigrant, slave or native indigenous. We are all of the same fodder; mere disposable vassals and serfs to their feudalistic slaughter.
    Learn your history, or its bound to repeatedly unfold.
    Capitalism just the latest wave of complete control.
    The nations of the world all sucking on the death of its dole.
    Separation of church and state, the sinister rich laugh to the banks their typical trait.
    Blasphemous clergy, governance and industry our septic reality.
    Profit uses hate, fear and violence to ensure its satanic vitality.
    Nationalist pride, a charade to divide the masses of pawns against eachother.
    While the tides rise, the earth warms and we destroy our habitat; mother nature mourns.
    Capitalist greed, our temporal desire and gifted by the devil himself.
    Yet also approved doctrine of the Throne of Saint Peter and his Vatican wealth.
    Just war theory on behalf of profits is stoppable.
    Global moral erosion, paid conflict and destruction for Peace is Unprofitable.



    ©some_call_me_mayhem

  • kevinosullivan 292w

    Turkey day of Mourning

    Moms up early the bird has been baking.
    Thanks to comumbus a new world to be taking.
    Feudal empires with serfs a plenty.
    Greed has no limits, oh what a bounty.
    No spice route passage but a whole continent of savage.
    The monarchies of europe will soon be expanding.
    Fast forward today of turkeys and pilgrims as heroic branding.
    The truth is that the pilgrims were destitute when greeted by the Wampanoag chief and elders.
    The heroes erased from the books for their act of charity without ever hearing of Christ.
    Good and evil existed then with more of the latter now.
    The victor scribes write the history books, though there nothing more than crooks.
    Exploited and deceived; disease, trinkets and blankets in exchange for genocide, ethnic cleansing and death.
    Like the wild Irish they are compared to the royal crown.
    We enslaved them, destroyed their pagan ways, culture and language but yet their spirit remained.
    This time we must kill the indian, save the man.
    Their spirit must die this time if we are to turn a profit from these riches.
    Now here we are, profit over people.
    Tyrany reigns supreme, with the whole place poisoned.
    The black snake advancing to finish the job.
    Winterd warm and summers hotter, ice age coming warned on the blotter.
    We cant drink oil is cried out in pain, let them eat cake was cried out in vain.
    Us against them, 99% versus 1%, its wrong to be trembling.
    If history has taught us a anything, the ruling class needs slaves to further their cause.
    Fuck your capitalism, your ways and laws.
    Anarchy isnt absence of rules and order, more having the strength to call out disorder.
    We dont need a new imaginary nation, constitution or border.
    We need equality and justice regardless of status, employment or nationality.
    Two middle fingers up to the oppressors, past; present and futures.
    With the seas rising and ice expected again; we humanity are doomed loosers.
    Prophecies fulfilled, only plastics remain frozen in liquid lands the Inuit now can reclaim.
    ©some_call_me_mayhem

  • kevinosullivan 294w

    Taps to Service

    Gather my thoughts, the sun just has risen. Leonard Cohen is dead, "Hallelujah" he is no longer singing. Today is the day when we get a free meal with some unwanted thanks as part of the deal. Freedom is burning, while on roll the tanks. For Service of others, for Flag and for Country of banks.

    The last concert of the year, tonight with the natives. Not sure if I'm welcome or viewed as a traitor. In my throat sits a knot as if I could always tear up. Nightly doses of Zoloft so my deppression does'nt erupt. No longer am I numb so I must dance with these feelings. Closest we came to noose and deaths roll a flailing. Loneliness is toxic that may be ever eternal. Accepting all rejection becoming my new version of normal.
    Down I descend into thoughts past and dark. I recall that I once was loyal, tough, fast and stark. Trained to defend and protect those that were weak.

    The Few and The Proud for God, Corps and Country. Always faithful and all we swore till the end. In case of emergency we are shelved and condemed. Homeless, drunk and worse, judged discounted; the par for the course. Those cowards and weaklings now hooded, rich and in office; ride by on their high horses burning proverbial crosses.

    Break glass in case life gets too hectic for our enemy both foreign and domestic.
    We will answer your crusade once again as you cower in fear, begging us to defend.
    So serve if I must and answer the call when our flag is inverted on the National Mall.
    ©some_call_me_mayhem

  • kevinosullivan 294w

    Collapse of Democracy

    The tree symbolizes our countries political polarity and collapse of Democracy. The Left side, once vibrant and filled with color; soon falling diseased to its imminent death. The right side sits sterile, devoid of all color, already long since been dead. Corporate greed & racist leaves are liable for both the infirmed and deceased. Decay fills the scene, sceptic and obscene. When you chose the lesser of evils being Red and of Blue. I voted for Green; proud through and through.
    ©some_call_me_mayhem