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BUSH: A FUTURE OF FEAR

Contributed by steeleyes on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 05:42:12 PM in AEST
Topic: political



Perhaps it IS too early yet
For the American people to see it
That mere bull-headedness
Will merely bring more bull****

Prefering a fantasy of security
To a true reckoning of things
Prefering the semblance of strength
To what intelligence brings

Perhaps it IS only fit
That the sower reaps his bitter fruits
If only it was just he to suffer
As he rots our roots

It seems America wants to cower
Behind this comforting dream
Of a fantasy of strength
Of a dream of success
Of a delusion of safety
Of an illusion of strategy

Perhaps it IS too much to ask
To see through the pretence
To look BEHIND the lies
To recognise incompetence

Preferring the illusion of control
To the recognition of needs
Preferring to stand alone
Than to sow true seeds

The world wants John Kerry and strength
And wants it so badly
But America may well choose Bush
And weakness, sadly

Bull-headed in the world chinashop
Bush wins few friends
Dim-witted and shallow
Blind to all trends

The unwitting sheep group
Behind this shepherd liar
Closing their eyes to the truth
Amid a rising fire

Perhaps it IS too much to hope for
For them to TRULY look and see
At how this man and his mob
Can NEVER set them free

Headed straight for disaster
Over the nearing cliff-edge
Following the braindead
Bullheaded is not courage

Perhaps it IS right and proper
That he gets his just desserts
Over the economy, Iraq, the environment
In a leadership of perverts

And HOW MUCH MORE
damage can he do?
His plan is in ruins
And the neocon crew

We see the results
Of their theories in action
Only death and destruction
No just satisfaction

Mess after mess. Death after death.
Growing terror and no redress
Only ever more recruits
to a hopeless violence

On both sides they now grow
Recruits day after day
Minds full of hatred
That ever hold sway

Hate follows hate. War follows war.
As the makers of peace
Fall dead to the floor

What looms now is a fascism
Before our eyes it is born
Polarizing the right
Reacting with scorn

Each new hate crime
Making them strong
Creating more hate
Wrong built upon wrong

So forward we go
To a future ugly and black
Built on shallow minds
All intelligence lack

Simplistic sound bytes
made to manipulate
Sneering. Ugly.
So degenerate.

Only one goal
And that is to win
No sleaze forbidden
Or bias... Or sin...

Perhaps it IS understandable
That America hides its head
Seeing propaganda as truth
The sound byte braindead

No lesson learnt
Just more of the same
As we descend even further
in levels of shame

Choosing Bush for four more years
Willingly hypnotised
As he manipulates our fears
ALL is despised

All the while he keeps giving
the pretence of strength
As the shadows grow longer
and longer in length

Ever more phony prophesies
As darkness descends
And he 'leads' you forward
To a war that NEVER ENDS




Copyright © steeleyes ... [ 2004-09-20 17:42:12]
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Re: BUSH: A FUTURE OF FEAR (User Rating: 1 )
by lanna047 on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 05:48:40 PM AEST
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Well said! I'm all for ousting Bush out of power because I fear and dread the future of this country if he should be re-elected for another term. And your poem so well depicts why the Shrub needs to go!


Re: BUSH: A FUTURE OF FEAR (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 05:59:23 PM AEST
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Noble effort, Steel.

Let's hope his cogs of war lose their teeth before the opposition do. Kerry isn't that much of an alternative, either - but the lesser of two insanities is better than underwriting our collective futures. Let us hope.

keep writing.




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