Tuesday, January 13, 2009

RANT POETRY


I writ rant poetry, deal with it
It’s rant poetry
No meter no rhyme
You break all the rules
I say I’ve committed no crime
It’s rant poetry
A new genre
Exodus has taught me well
The rest of you conservatives
Can go to hell,
It’s rant poetry
We rant and rave
About the state of the world today
It’s rant poetry
We speak the truth
It’s rant poetry
Decisions are made outside
The voting booth
It’s rant poetry
It’s rant poetry, a brand new genre
A brand new voice
It’s rant poetry, a brand new noise
It’s rant poetry
Today I hear that bush can recover from his low polls
All it will take is another attack
Another attack, how many more have to die
Before this administration stops the lies
It’s rant poetry
State of the union, don’t need no speech
The state of the union is simply this
Broken, wounded and dying
Unemployment, no health care
Foreclosures
Global warming, out of control oil prices
But hey, let’s kill more Americans
That will cure my poll ratings
It’s rant poetry
2’d time I’ve heard this rhetoric
Karl rove worked overtime on this one
Weapon of mass distraction
Oh yeah scooter Libby in court today
Coincidence, I think not
It’s RANT POETRY

1 comment:

  1. Rant on this …
    (Reflections on a Final Press Conference)

    There is no such thing as short-term history
    So whatever people
    Think today
    Will change with the reflection of time

    Or not

    Oh sure
    Mistakes were made:
    It was maybe presumptuous to declare
    "Mission Accomplished"
    and the rhetoric, at times,
    was unhelpful
    … bring it on and dead or alive
    to name but a few
    … possibly inflamed rather than quelled
    And there were disappointments, too:
    Prisoners at Abu Ghraib
    Anguish in New Orleans
    And the fact we found no wmds

    But we were not attacked again
    And the economy grew between recessions
    The Gulf Coast one day might be rebuilt
    (if we still have spare change left over)
    And Iran has not dropped a bomb on anyone

    Small victories, perhaps
    But not bad …
    We did not let fish stand in the way of progress
    We fought for Clean Skies and Healthy Forests
    No one got left behind (unless they were already there)
    And most of our friends made fortunes
    It could have been worse
    And if you think we could have done more
    … or better …
    you are a Dreamer.

    Scott Hays
    a friend in the Northwet

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