They picked him very carefully as all the world can see.
He’s easy on the eye and with a great personality.
Those who went before him set the stage for what would come.
He’s like a phantom in the night; we ask, “Where is he really from?”
Oh how little did we know, he’d bring destruction in his wake.
No Robin Hood he is, from the rich he does not take.
He’s a banker’s friend; a corporate tool who’s sent us spiraling down.
He hails from a gangster’s paradise in a city called, “chi-town.”
He’s led us straight to hell and he’s smiled the journey long.
We crashed upon the rocks as though he’d sung the siren’s song.
What’s left is barren land and the poor are all but dead.
Those who could not lose, put a bullet through their head.
The serfs are drudging painfully as they keep the rich afloat.
They’re scared to make a sound; they dare not rock the boat.
Their fate would be just like the rest; that’s not to be endured.
The Black man lent his face and the white man was assured,
that all would be as he declared; no detail left to chance.
The white man pulls the strings, but it’s the Black man in the manse.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland
The white puppet masters are pulling the strings behind the charming, smiling, engaging, false, fake-ass face of Barack Obama, a puppet bought with blood money. He is a willing tool for those who consider themselves to be the elite. They are nothing more than worthless scum, depraved, lying, greedy, deceitful crooks with no compassion or morality. They are why we are constantly at war. They are why people are working for poverty wages. They are why we have homeless, hungry and uninsured people in this world. The hopeless, sunken eyed, gaunt people of the world watch and they wait……