the puppet that everyone is said to

throw their frustrations at like animals

flinging their excrement without a

second thought, smiles out at us on our

glowing screen to instruct those that

doubted the tyranny & oppression so

very evident amongst our own people

here in the “land of the free,” here

in the “greatest country in the world,”

blessed by “god,” unashamed of its

strangling of every other walk of life on

this planet.

but the puppet who reeled of hope & change

shouts looky! from his pulpit---

looky, we got gaddafi!  looky, we are

pulling out of iraq after raping her for years!

looky, we got more oil! 

OIL
OIL
OIL
OIL
OIL

and the puppet’s head does the talking for those

on wall st. who are pissed off because they have

to walk a different path to their car before going

home (that is, if they don’t get picked up by

their own driver)---the puppet does the talking

for these 1% who need to choose a different

place to have lunch because the rabble outside

are making a ruckus.

the puppet smiles when he looks back at us,

you see, he wants another run at this puppet

thing---he wants it again in 2012, he likes

being part of the great big lie, he desires the

supposed power like others before him &

he doesn’t shiver at the thought that the people

that he represents are not those that walk into

ballot boxes. 

looky! watch the puppet & co. evenly disperse

the bird seed that they throw out at the hungry &

angry masses---watch as all this “change” happens

just before the next performance of the illusion

of freedom & democracy, bound by the murderous

rapists who will not be stopped unless they are

beheaded & even then, the impulse to become like

them will not have yet been abolished.