Sunday, September 27, 2009

To fight evil

To fight evil

One has to be brave
One has to go deep into the guts
One has to measure carefully
The full meaning of the ifs ands and buts

That is applied to the situation
Where does strength lie
What is it that blinds the truthful eyes
When does discretion apply

For slippery is the motivation
Of snakes and creepy crawly things
And circle talks that never unlock
But wind about in endless rings

That surround the everyday
And follow you into the night
How does not risking being wrong
Qualify one to pursue what’s right

9:17 am
transcribed this time
9:35 am


Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Legal Lies the illegals

Legalize the Illegals

Legal lies and the illegals
It's as easy as pie
The white man is a joke
It's in the beholders eye

La Raza and drug cartels
Chicago and corruption
Try to find your liberty
And they'll call it racist disruption

Slur you with innuendo
Cut your feet out from under
Acorn caught in the open
It's all individual blunder

They are not organized
But tell it to a Czar
Contribute to your own defeat
Buy a Government car

Taking over Health Care
Took over the banks
Setting individual wages
You should just say thanks

They would never kill you
They aren't killing you now
The rules of engagement
Never apply to them somehow

Always be the peaceful one
Lay down in the street
Die politely and quietly
Always try to be discreet

Laugh at your own destruction
The suicide switch is on
Stand there looking amazed
When one day all of it is gone

They don't really want to crush you
They're not really on the attack
Just be happy in the knowing
That you never fought back

You never fired a shot in anger
You never ever struck a blow
Where is the edge of too late
And how is it that we know

10:35 am
transcribed this time
9:18 am


Wednesday, September 02, 2009

The Man who would kill the American Dream

I Hate Obama

I hate him and his ideas
I hate his radical psycho friends
I hate his false front smile
And the way he always pretends

Like he cares as he reaches
For our wallet and money
He sure seems to think he's got
The ability to charm and be funny

But it's always at our expense
He's taken over cars and banks
He's trying to neuter the CIA
And he doesn't even say thanks

When he runs up the debt
Beyond even the wildest dreams
Of all his Acorn Seiu Cronies
And all their mad socialist schemes

He's got death panels galore
The elderly just better take a pill
Because it's better for what he wants
He never seems to get his fill

Mark Holder and Van Jones
Are Oba Mamma's kind of guys
There's nothing they won't do
No low life thing they won't try

He wants you to report your friends
He digs the Illegal Alien Invasion
He thinks his phony smile and teleprompter
Are the keys to real persuasion

He's the darkness in the basement
He's the blood splattered on the wall
He's the knife on the kitchen floor
He's the shadow moving down the hall

Real Americans are waking up
And going to townhall meetings
But all he sees is discontent and
The lambs to slaughter bleeting

This man will not give up
His kind do not quit what they start
He's going to push it till it breaks
And that goes for you your family

And your friends' Hearts

10:10 am
transcribed this time
10:15 am