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Tag Archives: american dream
HAZMAT
Photo credit: DRYLANDProductions We call ourselves civilized buying what we’re told we need throwing it ‘away’ with ease look what we’ve become, the sum of our life’s work is garbage we surf man-made waves and our bellies are filled with … Continue reading
Posted in #TrashBucketChallenge, #Trashtagchallenge, american dream, capitalism, earth, haiku, hawaii, humanity, life, oceans, poem, Poetry, sustainability, tanka, trash bucket challenge, trash tag challenge, Uncategorized, water, writing
Tagged american dream, capitalism, civilization, consumerism, earth, environment, garbage, haiku, hazmat, life, oceans, plastic, poem, Poetry, sustainability, tanka, trash
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Our God
Why do we wonder how it is things got this bad when they have long been from the moment we transformed ourselves into I and auctioned off men and began hoarding wheat and grain, butter and bread just … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, haiku, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged America, american dream, haiku, poem, poetry
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A New Consumer!
It begins at birth buy blue, buy pink, they all toast a new consumer!
Posted in capitalism, haiku, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged american dream, birth, capitalism, comsumers, haiku, poem, poetry
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As The Rich Cast Lots For Our Souls
A lot of Americans are unhappy and unhealthy simply because there is no profit in happiness or in health a few people accumulate massive wealth from just the opposite nor does sobriety fit into the profit motive there is only … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, america, american dream, anxiety, depression, poem, Poetry, poverty, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged addiction, american dream, anxiety, capitalism, depression, drugs, greed, healing, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, war
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Certain Days
On certain days, blind patriotism is quite alright an over-the-top display of nationalism is perfectly fine a couple times a year, hawks can proudly soar above eagles, (no room in the sky for doves) and all jingoists can come out … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, american flag, collateral damage, Fourth of July, Memorial Day, poem, Poetry, propaganda, revolution, singing, slavery, taxes, tea, travel, Trump, Uncategorized, Veterans Day, violence, war, war tax resistance, world war one, world war two, yellow ribbons, Yemen
Tagged 4th of July, America, american dream, american flag, flag day, labor day, Memorial Day, music, poem, poetry, president's day, thanksgiving, veterans day
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Spangled
You might think that we’re free, because of pawns sacrificed but for millions of people, it’s long been darkness, no gleaming What we see now is par, though an unseemly sight on the TV’s we watch, and the internet streaming … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, american flag, Fourth of July, music, poem, Poetry, song, Uncategorized, war
Tagged 4th of July, America, american dream, american flag, music, poem, poetry, Song
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Uncle Sam’s Muslim Ban
We want to ban Muslims from coming to America because it is a lot more socially acceptable for Uncle Sam to kill them when they are in their own countries rather than here in America unless, of course, they are … Continue reading
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Tagged Afghanistan, America, american dream, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, ignorance, iraq, Muslim Ban, palestine, poem, poetry, slavery, Syria, taxes, Trump, war, war tax resistance
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Hay For The Royal Horses
The villagers stood around screaming, “The village is burning” and there they were, standing around looking at the fire doing nothing but screaming. “Put this fire out now!!!” they demanded of the King who, far off in the distance was … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, animals, beer, collateral damage, democracy, drunk, Edward Bernays, empire, farm, farming, farms, fear, god, government, greed, history, human rights, humanity, ignorance, life, money, oil, Olive trees, Palestinians, people, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, refugees, short story, taxes, terrorism, travel, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, working class, writing
Tagged America, american dream, Bush, Clinton, farmers, farming, fire, horses, human rights, humanity, kings, Obama, poem, poetry, Propaganda, queens, short story, taxes, tradition, Trump, truth, war, war tax resistance, writing
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When Pigs Cry
The pigs have begun to cry now at the sight of the lambs being devoured by the predators but what about the sheep what about the cows what about all those goats and the horses the cats and the dogs … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, farm, farming, Gaza, greed, history, horses, human rights, Iraq, poem, Poetry, poverty, racism, refugees, refugees welcome, Sheep, solidarity, Syria, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, white privilege
Tagged alpacas, America, american dream, Border Patrol, cages, chickens, ducks, farm, farming, geese, goats, hiorses, ICE, lambs, llamas, Mexico, pigs, poem, poetry, refugees, Sheep, taxes, Texas, violence, war, white privilege
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My Father Is Like America
He tried, is what I tell myself. He was dealt a shitty hand in life, he had a horrible, deadbeat father and a crazy mother and he had the best of intentions, and he wanted to run away from his … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, america, american dream, capitalism, child abuse, collateral damage, dreams, family, father's day, government, greed, human rights, Iraq, money, Occupy, poem, Poetry, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, working class, Yemen
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