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Jewish, Muslim, Christian
All spiritual competition. First dictated Texts created Then translated Into religious hatred Now indoctrinated Their destiny fated. Our sisters and our brothers Murdering each other. What of “Love one another”? Pick and choose your verse Quite the colossal curse. God is not around To clarify and expound. Never stopping to consider There will never be a winner. So we continue down this path And mourn the aftermath. From the Christian victims in Sri Lanka, to the Muslim victims in New Zealand and the Jewish victims in Pittsburgh…religious hatred is a global epidemic.
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“Thoughts and prayers”
When no one cares To try and solve the problem. Children killed Lives unfulfilled The guns become an emblem. Souls torn apart By their broken heart Drowning in a deluge of tears. But ignorant in action From an arsenal attraction As they send their “thoughts and prayers.” “Duty to God and Country”,
But not to the boys they hurt. Sexually abused, Power misused, Boy Scout Leader perverts. The Boy Scouts requires its members and leaders sign and agree to a Declaration of Religious Principle. Their oath states they be "morally straight" and their Scout Law includes being "clean" and "reverent toward God". Yet their leaders sexually abused over 12,000 boys and over 7,800 abusers (these are the counts that were reported). https://www.cnn.com/2019/04/24/us/boy-scouts-sexual-abuse-allegations/index.html I’d rather be a corpse
Than a woman any day No one could touch my body Without my final say I’d have more autonomy With legal rights embed Than a real-life living woman Just too bad that I’d be dead. https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2014/8/14/1321787/-When-a-corpse-has-more-rights-than-a-woman Who is the puppet master
Who pulls the magic string Of the leader of our country Who thinks that he is king I really have to wonder I really have to think No one can be this stupid We must’ve been hoodwinked What was it we were missing That led us down this path? Narcissistic billionaire With signs of a psychopath. I’m not sure how we got here I’m not sure how to fix it Let’s find the puppet master And in the bud we nip it. It’s really rather funny
That you claim to be pro-life Because your hatred and your anger Have created quite the strife. Death to any woman Who dares decide what’s best For her body and her family Unable to protest. As you alter our democracy Into a harsh theocracy Founded on misogyny Your holy-hailed hypocrisy As Texas tries to pass a law that would make it possible to kill a woman who has an abortion, I felt it necessary to write this poem. https://www.washingtonpost.com/nation/2019/04/10/texas-bill-would-make-it-possible-put-women-death-having-abortions/?utm_term=.4f0b7e116d99 New Zealand’s darkest day
As 49 were murdered By ignorance and fear When hatred was asserted. Killed for their beliefs Lives ended way too soon. Our hearts are torn apart His actions we impugn. Helpless and frustrated That fascism is to blame. Dozens killed and slaughtered Solely as a game. “They are us” We are them If only we could learn. It’s not too late to change But for them there’s no return. https://www.npr.org/2019/03/18/704671790/new-zealand-pm-ardern-urges-her-nation-to-make-gunman-nameless His nose is growing longer
His strings are coming loose His fingers are too small And he’s totally obtuse. He’s quite the foolish jackass An oblivious buffoon As we slowly get sucked in His political cartoon. Change the channel, turn it off Step aside and walk away Let’s all watch something different Disregard the donkey’s bray. My dear ol’ Mr. Melania
I’m really not so fond of ya You’re a lying, cheating hack, An adulterous air sack, A deceitful little liar, A climate change denier, A pompous propagandist, Who thinks he is the grandest, A military dodger, An 80 yr old toddler. I'm really not so fond of ya My dear ol’ Mr Melania. I wrote this after Mr. Melania tried to insult George Conway by calling him Mr. Kellyanne Conway. https://www.yahoo.com/news/kellyanne-conway-bristles-apos-really-202302548.html It’s all a giant witch hunt.
There’s nothing here to see. It’s him... No, her... Or maybe them... But surely can’t be me. I’ve done nothing amiss. No clearly, nothing’s wrong. Hide the horns upon my head Where this halo must belong. I’ll show you who’s the witch. I’ll tell you who to charge. “Hillary for prison!” My motto by and large. “Lock her up!” Give me the key Collusion is the crime. Corrupt in every aspect. Impending prison time. But not for me, Oh no sir-ee I’m innocent you’ll see. This witch hunt is illegal ‘Cuz it's bad publicity. We’re shutting down on Christmas
We’re closing all our doors We’re building a big wall Built by our Army corps. Immigrants are banned Leave and go back home We don’t want you to pollute Our perfect white genome. Drugs, crime, and rapists Are all that you will bring Scream the red-faced yelling men From the panicked far right-wing. Mothers and their babies Are radical guerrillas Trained in special ops To be murderers and killers Absurd, you say? I thought so too But oh how wrong we are For the political paranoia Has gotten quite bizarre Tis the reason for the season To send those in need away We’ll call you names And throw you back Then sit at home and pray. That gun ain’t your penis
So stop treating it that way. I think you need to know That it’s really not okay. It doesn’t need protected. It’s not a flag to wave To prove that you’re a man An excuse to misbehave. Be strong in your ability To think like an adult. Be brave enough to see That life gets difficult. Intellect to realize That guns aren’t the solution. To change this toxic creed We’ll need a revolution. Half a trillion dollars Spent each and every year By our military government To intimidate and fear. Your guns won’t stop the bombs Or the tanks that they could use. Your guns don’t stand a chance I hope you can deduce. If tyranny should come Your guns won’t make a dent. Our Constitution must evolve It’s rather evident. But, ignorance is deadly. Stupidity is fatal. Combine the two to see Our destiny is fateful. “Shut up and Pray”
Is all they can say As they sit on their ass People slaughtered en masse. Close your eyes and don’t look Get’s them all off the hook. Then say that they’ll pray A nice religious display. Their halos are falling Regulations keep stalling. Neglecting their job Because of their god. Don’t try to fix it Or declare a limit They leave it alone Be sure to condone Yet families destroyed As they try to avoid Gun policy headway. Just “shut up and pray”! https://www.msn.com/en-us/lifestyle/royals/kellyane-conway-tells-media-to-shut-up-and-pray-for-christchurch-shooting-victims/vp-BBUT2U7 |
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
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