Panic Politics, Poodles In Bondage

PANIC POLITICS
PERVEYERS OF THE CON

P-P-PANIC FRANTIC PANIC
NEUROSIS FROSTED PANIC
COME FROM IGNORANCE AND FEAR
AND ALSO BY DESIGN
TOOLS PATHOLOGICAL, IRRATIONAL EMOTION
P-P-PANIC POLITICS DECEPTIONS
DESIGNED TO STRIP YOU NAKED
OF WELL SELF CONCEPTIONS
SO YOU WILL GIVE AWAY THE FARM
TO THESE CON MEN MOST SINCERE
NO CARE IF THEY DO HARM
NO SCREAMING DO THEY HEAR
LOUDER THAN THEIR OWN
P-P-PANIC POLITICS

TURN FROM P-P-PANICS WHORING
AND POINT AT THE ENEMY
THAT THINK US LESS THAN CATTLE
LEGAL PLUNDER’S SOLILOQUY OF
BAWLING,MINDLESS CHATTEL
LED TO DO IT TO OUR SELVES
THAT’S IS HOW THEY GET THINGS DONE
WE CAN’T HIDE FROM TRUTH BEHIND DEFAULT
OR FROM A LEGISLATOR’S GUN
THE TRUTH OF THE GUN WILL FIND YOU
MATTER’S NOT WHERE YOU RUN
THIS IS WHAT TOTALISTS EXCEL AT

P-P-PANIC POLITICS
HAS BROKEN FROM IT’S CAGE
WITH IT’S BAIT AND SWITCH STATISTICS
IN WASHINGTON IT IS ALL THE RAGE
HALF TRUTHS AND LIES FROM
CORRUPTED OLD MEDIA MYSTICS
SILLY WORDS FROM TOTALIST SAGES
LONG WINDED POPPYCOCK
AND CHEAP MAGIC TRICKS
PERFORMED BY HOLLYWIERD MAGES
WHO DON’T SEE GOOD OR EVIL
OR THEY’D KILL THEMSELVES
THEY SEE LACK AND VICTIM HOOD
REACHING FOR ENVY ON THE BOTTOM SHELF
SMEARING IT ON THEIR BODIES
LIKE ITS VIRTUOUS

P-P-PANIC POLITICS
PRAISE THE LORD
(WHOM THEY DEFILE)
P-P-PANIC POLITICS



POODLES IN BONDAGE

Etchings cut in silk
wrinkles dark, highlights milk
contrast a broken landscape
in colorblind dreams.
No pulsing hornets body
ever looked so mean
as the road to serfdom.
We suffer armed ignorance
with appalling bent.
False charity,
sadly independent from personal intent.
Swallowing deep the seductive lure
and mulct of totalism.
In half truth sound bites, perpetual fraud and alibis.
In pretense of knowledge, and outrageous lies.
Anything to avoid the truth
that just law has been perverted
into reflections of would be kings.
Where legal plunder presides
as standing weapons
of stupid greed.
Slavish forms of lust,
disguised as love
by zealots worshiping power.
A philosophy of self hate...
Poodles in Bondage
from foot to pate.
One cannot be, and not be too!
just as one cannot be free,
and not free too.
whither in a voting booth
or with a bribe
There is no such thing
As a freer kind of slave.

Freedom has been outlawed,
a whole peoples dispossessed.
By make-work politicians.
Who do their social best,
to redistribute and intervene
A deadly ratchets grip,
as kind and gentle as a battleship.
Organize, systematize
and again reorganize
and legitimize injustice and murder
Appearance means more than
substance anyway, right?
Proud speeches on the steps,
propaganda for the pooches
who beguiled into
cannibalizing their own lives
in cages of false security
search for blame
instead of creation.
Is this honestly the best we can do?
Just law is not maternal
It cannot understand
It is not loving or warm
and it will not hold your hand
A negative is all that is offered
and blankets all the same in correct tense
The communal extension of personal defense
Is all just law can be
Nothing else makes sense

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