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A poem by William Eon about Bush
« on: April 04, 2004, 08:24:00 PM »
OH, The Dirty Web Bush Weaves!  
by William Eon

Oh the Dirty Web Bush weaves.

Spinning lies into the truth: then Deceive!
The Coin of his realm is: Deceit!
Placebos, Rhetoric, Dogma and propaganda
The Poisoning of the Environment and masses.

This is Bushes Way
He Puffs himself up and says:
It?s me or the Highway, Love it or leave it!
Grin and bare it!  
We love our country!
And we love the American people!
You represent neither! You leave first! Oh, Pompous rich one!
You represent everything that is wrong with this country!

You sold us out!
And you sold the American people short?
Diplomatic, dogmatic, selfish Mercenaries!
Playing your silly War Games: in the cemetery.

The truth is rarer then clean air and water in America today!
In this Sick Society we are poisoned and laughed at by our FAUX Leaders!
Who cry Arsenic for the poor and Perrier for the rich!
The Media Puppet Sell-outs in their disgrace: Parrot.

Their hollow words are wasted on the Hungry.
With innocent child?s mouths to feed.
Your propaganda is wasted on the homeless.
Whom the Compassionless King disowns: watch Bleed.

They sit on the edge of life.
Wondering what they did wrong?
Nothing my friends.
We all witness and are victims of This:

Embarrassing ineptitude and Moral decadence
Their inhumanity to man is blatantly apparent.
Cooperation is needed: tempered with
Helpfulness, Patience, Peace and Brotherly love!

Their actions and assumptions are wrong.
Selfishness and greed is the evil we must cleanse.
From the face of the world and from our own hearts!
This is the only war we must fight!

Does it mean you own it!
Never: in your treasonous life.
You can never own America!
It belongs to everyone!

Immigrant and native
Black and White
Sick and healthy
Wealthy, Middle-class and Poor

Not a place upon earth might be so happy as America. Her situation is remote from all the wrangling world, and she has nothing to do but to trade with them.
--Thomas Paine

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