Insult to Win


SOLD WITH PILES OF SMILES.. (perhaps no smiles.. perhaps the piles are misspelled.. but you get the drift)

Papa Paul ran down his hall just got home from class.. something came over boob tube an insult leaked and passed.. hungry.. lame.. crippled.. poor those seeking to learn.. were put in bad light front off..

the same old gossip burn..

Paul would think never drink just to grow inside.. could see.. wrote to me about the runners ride.. on the backs of dark horse losers who could use a hand.. from those who print money..

who should understand..

Run for office elect no care.. respect as ship sails.. polite and politic acting as folks are entrails.. mass media to primal young.. war flashed.. corporate needs.. a look is feathered pillows under ass of fathead greed..

Paul came up with his pup.. brother.. mom and dad.. learned one true thing done is a true thing had.. saw flowers in grannies yard.. saw riot fires lit.. learned what ‘trickles down’ in life is just somebody’s shit..

Failed derailed in leaky pails repeat of Reagan woe.. fiscal R did not know a finger from a toe.. West Coast left to roast look to savings and loan things.. fool again when he grabbed the presidential ring..

Should or would extension of those old Hollywood days.. come around again in fear.. trickled exploit ways.. Paul he will accept peaceful unharmful change.. Better cowboy leading to sing ‘Home on the Range’.. 

So with that song from Kansas.. dreams of Southern sun.. bum or king.. songs to sing from each and every one.. should live life as given never hateful or in war.. have a care for those uncared for  who may find your door..

Thought for this day.. ‘A candidate who insults almost half of his constituency must not think they are worth thinking about.. except to use.. again’..  Peace Tony

©.AC.22.9.12.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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2 Responses to Insult to Win

  1. Monica says:

    Guess that’s what is meant by a “pack” of lies.

    Like

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