The truth should be sought
To help form a thought
Before the dark covers the light
You seem always to fight
To cover the view
That what you say is untrue
Emotions are good for love in the heart
But politics is different you gotta be smart
Singing and dancing and having a drink
May be fun but one has to think
Refusing to respond to truth stated
Proves exactly that you’re over sedated
Saturday, February 21, 2009
A Socialist Slave
On life’s long road I pause to see
A liar and a liberal, the little dhimmi
As I asked the liar who was he
He quickly pointed to the dhimmi
Tis what I want and will soon be
I fought off a wave of sickness strong
Caused by such an ignorant stupid song
There’s something here that is wrong
A lying liberal dhimmi walking along
On a road he really does not belong
His stink, sight and sound repulsed me
For I had fought for us all to be free
And here was a lying liberal dhimmi
Breathing air not meant for he
And walking on ground he wished to see
Governed by hate without liberty
I felt heartsick for this foolish knave
For he had voted for the grave
And now walked with glee as if so brave
Toward the chains that would enslave
Breathe your last you worthless socialist slave
A liar and a liberal, the little dhimmi
As I asked the liar who was he
He quickly pointed to the dhimmi
Tis what I want and will soon be
I fought off a wave of sickness strong
Caused by such an ignorant stupid song
There’s something here that is wrong
A lying liberal dhimmi walking along
On a road he really does not belong
His stink, sight and sound repulsed me
For I had fought for us all to be free
And here was a lying liberal dhimmi
Breathing air not meant for he
And walking on ground he wished to see
Governed by hate without liberty
I felt heartsick for this foolish knave
For he had voted for the grave
And now walked with glee as if so brave
Toward the chains that would enslave
Breathe your last you worthless socialist slave
The Sickness
The sickness that is you
Comes rapidly into view
Rejoicing in a baby’s death
Removes quickly a breath
This sickness spreads fast
As the hate roars like the blast
From a podunk lost in the rubble
Of the liberal bursted bubble
Comes rapidly into view
Rejoicing in a baby’s death
Removes quickly a breath
This sickness spreads fast
As the hate roars like the blast
From a podunk lost in the rubble
Of the liberal bursted bubble
To Us Lesser Breed
You float along as Obama speaks
in awe you see his wisdom’s light
though all the words he speaks are lies
in darkness your heart believes he’s right
Created by the liberal lie
the country’s economic crash
proves again your worthless cry
tis but a drop in time’s own trash
You use your burning hate-filled gaze
and with your greed and lust
you openly support your messiah’s ways
as your soul again turns to dust
You share your hate from within your soul
soon all will be lost but you care not
the messiah’s in charge and leads the goal
to social heaven where peace was bought
You call me preachy as if no need
to see your mortal soul in doubt
as you fly high above the lesser breed
still thinking you’re so devout
in awe you see his wisdom’s light
though all the words he speaks are lies
in darkness your heart believes he’s right
Created by the liberal lie
the country’s economic crash
proves again your worthless cry
tis but a drop in time’s own trash
You use your burning hate-filled gaze
and with your greed and lust
you openly support your messiah’s ways
as your soul again turns to dust
You share your hate from within your soul
soon all will be lost but you care not
the messiah’s in charge and leads the goal
to social heaven where peace was bought
You call me preachy as if no need
to see your mortal soul in doubt
as you fly high above the lesser breed
still thinking you’re so devout
Stolen Years
He sips from the vine of the liberal lie
Not once, not twice but each day at dawn.
Each lie-filled cup he drinks to get by,
Rationalizing the reality that’s long gone.
When the final day comes he’ll look for shade,
The heat burning hotter as he makes his way.
But he’ll find no relief from the hell he’s made,
Crying and begging by the end of the day.
He has no regard for the babes he’s done,
Claiming each one is a mass for the bin.
They’re real and human this ain’t a pun.
He’s murdering children, the liberal sin.
When autumn comes forth in his sorry life,
I hope they scream loudly in his jaundiced ears.
I hope he sees visions of the babies he’s knifed.
As he slowly realizes he’s stolen their years.
Not once, not twice but each day at dawn.
Each lie-filled cup he drinks to get by,
Rationalizing the reality that’s long gone.
When the final day comes he’ll look for shade,
The heat burning hotter as he makes his way.
But he’ll find no relief from the hell he’s made,
Crying and begging by the end of the day.
He has no regard for the babes he’s done,
Claiming each one is a mass for the bin.
They’re real and human this ain’t a pun.
He’s murdering children, the liberal sin.
When autumn comes forth in his sorry life,
I hope they scream loudly in his jaundiced ears.
I hope he sees visions of the babies he’s knifed.
As he slowly realizes he’s stolen their years.
His Feeble Mind
When a liberal stops listening to the rational thoughts of life
An ego trip begins that is full hate, lies and eventually strife
Loss and confusion follows this ignorant liberal call
When truth departs that’s when the soul starts to fall
The soul deteriorates in silence and despair
Drowning itself in rationalizations everywhere
The reality of truth ceases to exist and the lies scream out
In a huge wave of resentment from this despair and doubt
The liberal refuses the truth in his face
He seeks only truth that he can embrace
And of course this truth he hopes to find
Will only gather dust in his feeble mind
An ego trip begins that is full hate, lies and eventually strife
Loss and confusion follows this ignorant liberal call
When truth departs that’s when the soul starts to fall
The soul deteriorates in silence and despair
Drowning itself in rationalizations everywhere
The reality of truth ceases to exist and the lies scream out
In a huge wave of resentment from this despair and doubt
The liberal refuses the truth in his face
He seeks only truth that he can embrace
And of course this truth he hopes to find
Will only gather dust in his feeble mind
Friday, February 13, 2009
Dim Light
The dim light of the liberal goon
Hides well the inner hatred in his heart
His light shines not on freedom’s moon
Nor will his hatred soon depart
Shrieks he against freedom’s worth
Sending forth bile in words of hate
Against the country of his birth
As the truth slowly seals his fate
The songs he sings prove he’s dumb
In stupid lyrics he doesn’t believe
He thinks the worst is yet to come
In hallow words of hate to deceive
He sends no more his altered whines
Of hate and lies and disrespect
For now the liberals are in charge
And truth and honor now perfect
The man in charge proves once more
The liberal way is corrupt and perverse
Setting records on the indictment score
Hey, liberal, the stink will only get worse
Hides well the inner hatred in his heart
His light shines not on freedom’s moon
Nor will his hatred soon depart
Shrieks he against freedom’s worth
Sending forth bile in words of hate
Against the country of his birth
As the truth slowly seals his fate
The songs he sings prove he’s dumb
In stupid lyrics he doesn’t believe
He thinks the worst is yet to come
In hallow words of hate to deceive
He sends no more his altered whines
Of hate and lies and disrespect
For now the liberals are in charge
And truth and honor now perfect
The man in charge proves once more
The liberal way is corrupt and perverse
Setting records on the indictment score
Hey, liberal, the stink will only get worse
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