God Damned America To Hell!

Religion? In America? Hell nah! Because God damned America to hell!
Religion? In America? Hell nah! Because God damned America to hell!

Oh, so, you went to church today and got ‘religion’, did you? Fuck if you did! Ain’t no goddamn religion in these here Divided Snakes of Amurderer because God damned America to hell! You’re a lying piece of filth if you even think that you’ve got an inkling of what religion is all about. You’re fucking clueless because you think that if you bow your head and listen to some stupid ass prayer from some simple ass reverend that you’re good. You ain’t good! In fact, you so ain’t good! Your happy ass is hell bound, motherfucker! You see, you’re just another piece of worthless filth who is trying to pay their way through the pearly gates. Your reverend is a goddamn piece of shit ‘cause you’re paying him or her for services rendered; the service of assuring your worthless happy ass, a permanent spot in paradise once you blow your last breath out. Haven’t you heard? You can’t ‘buy’ your way into heaven motherfucker, oh no! You either get there on your own merits or you don’t get there at all. You go in the opposite direction. And I’ll save you some dough! You ain’t going to heaven, oh not at all. I don’t care what you do. The reason why you ain’t going to heaven motherfucker, and you know why, but you don’t want to admit to it, is because you’re a sorry, worthless, complacent, apathetic, useless piece of shit that ain’t even worth the dirt underneath your Louis Vuitton shoes and what’s more, you ain’t got a merit to stand on. That ant that you stepped on on your way into your ‘holy’ worshipping palace has a guaranteed spot in God’s holy place, but your ass won’t see it because you’ve already been rejected and don’t even act like you don’t know it.

Nothing can save your worthless ass from the hellfire that your reverend, is going on and on about. Oh that’s right, you’re listening so intently and hanging onto every word because you need that hope that once you’ve paid your tithes and bowed your head and repeated after the good reverend, that that is all you’ve got to do. Hell nah, motherfucker! You see, when was the last time that you gave a shit about anybody or anything other than your own worthless hide? I’ll tellya. On the twelfth of never! You more than likely drove by a homeless mother and child and spit and if you didn’t do that, then you looked the other way. When was the last time you actually gave a damn about the fact that children are hungry and are going to bed in warehouses? When was the last time you cared enough to call a prison warden and ask why are prisoners on hunger strikes? When was the last time you gave a thought to those who are without health insurance especially since you know what it feels like to be sick? When was the last time you told your representative that you were damn sick and tired of wars being started in your name over some bullshit? When have you ever realized that the reason why America is constantly minding some goddamn other country’s business is because you’re driving an SUV next door to the supermarket? Have you ever wondered why America’s military is stationed all around the world? Have you ever checked and found that the U.S. spends more on military useless shit than it does on anything else? Have you never wondered why drones are still raining down on the heads of people in foreign lands if Osama bin Laden is dead? Have you even thought to wonder why America does not want to get out of Afghanistan? Have you wondered why America is knee deep in starting shit in Venezuela? Hell no, you haven’t. You don’t fucking care because you’re just so goddamn religious, that shit just don’t concern you. You’ can’t be bothered because that would mean that you’d have to look up and see that it ain’t all mood lighting and sunbeams shining in your stupid, clueless face. You just might have to actually DO something about all the horrors that you see unfolding before your eyes that you just don’t want to see.

Church and religion is another escape route for you because then you think that by singing some hymns, that you can keep reality at bay. Sing a hymn and shit don’t look grim. Well, it’s grim, motherfucker, exceedingly grim. And what do you think you’re going to do when the bomb falls into your goddamn lap? You gonna sing a hymn? Is that going to stop your foolish ass from being vaporized? Are you gonna pretend that it’s a big ole smartphone and play with it? Probably, since Americans ain’t exactly displaying any God given sense these days. And you want to know why? Again, God damned these divided snakes of Amurderer. So, motherfucker, keep assuming that you even have a clue as to what ‘religion’ is all about when you don’t know a goddamn thing about religion. Keep telling yourself that religion is what’s keeping people from being homeless. If that were the case, then why are there over a million people walking around homeless in America on any given night? Keep telling yourself that religion is what’s keeping people fed. If that were the case, then why are so many children hungry when they get to school in the morning? Keep telling yourself that hospital emergency rooms are there to treat the uninsured sick. Of course you never heard about poor Anna Brown, a poor homeless woman, who died in police custody because she went to the hospital begging for help only to have the police called on her, taken to jail and died promptly on the jailhouse floor from blood clots in her leg. You didn’t hear about that because you were too busy attempting to buy your way into heaven by handing money to the reverend who will make sure that you pay dearly for your guaranteed spot.

You didn’t hear about the children in Iraq who are now orphans thanks to the good ole USofA. You didn’t hear about the civilians in Afghanistan who have been fucked up by the U.S. military, killed and had their body parts cut off and exhibited for trophies. You were busy trying to pay your way into heaven. You didn’t hear about the drones that have been raining down on innocent heads in Pakistan, Yemen and Somalia because you’re just too religious to pay attention! You can’t be bothered by that piddling little shit. What’s that got to do with you? It’s got everything to do with you because it’s done in your goddamn name and what’s done in your name is going to register on YOU motherfucker on judgment day. So, if you think that you are religious, you’d better hop to waking the fuck up, opening your motherfucking eyes and saying, “woe motherfuckers, the shit stops now because I’m religious, SEE and I want my candy ass to get into paradise, I’ve paid enough for it!”

Yes indeed, God damned America and don’t even think that I am going to pretty any goddamn thing up anymore. The time for me to post poems about posies of pansies is long fucking gone, so if you think that you’re going to bring your candy ass in here and read some feel good shit, too fucking bad. It SO ain’t gonna happen. If you can’t handle fire, then stay the hell outta this goddamn kitchen, cause it’s smokin’ in here, SEE! You know about fucking religion, my ass!

Are You Ready?

chaotic

The ink in my pen is dammed for sure,
when inspiration no longer flows
and invading thoughts are not at all clear,
what light once beheld in darkness now folds.

Despair abounds amidst nightmares of pain.
The droughts of passions wreak only bitterness.
And the thoughts I had for a better world,
are never to be known in the face of such wickedness.

Fear what will come when the sun turns shy.
And the roses of the earth will blush no more.
Purity and faith have no place here,
as man never knew just what he killed for.

No help for a child who is born without chance
to survive in a world that’s been damned to hell.
The sins of man hath destroyed his home,
and the only sound is a tolling death knell.

Though we will regret what was torn asunder,
twill be too late to relieve our plight.
For the day of reckoning will soon be upon us,
and no path out of darkness will lead into light.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

Are you ready for mass starvation? Are you ready for riots in the streets? Are you ready to join the homeless? Are you ready for what’s coming?

I have never been one to harbinger bad news on a global scale or pounce on any made-up omens of events yet to unfold, but I sense an approaching storm, an impending doom and although I was not one who went out and purchased duct tape when the Homeland Terrorize the U.S. Security Agency told us that those awful gummint sponsored terrorists were coming and to keep our battery operated portable radios on to receive the latest terror alert threat, that did not worry me. However, things just ain’t looking good, not at all. I have come to a point where I have just run clean out of hope and though I wrote on another post about the fact that my pen has run dry, it actually has. https://shelbycourtland.wordpress.com/2014/01/31/i-heave-a-sigh/

When a person who writes from the heart, feels a drying up of energy, there is something to that. I can honestly say that for the first time in my life, I feel that there is absolutely nothing more that I can say that I haven’t already said. I took a look back through my own archives and I’ve covered it all. I’ve written extensively on homelessness, on poverty, on injustice everywhere, on the plight of the indigenous peoples, on the plight of those who are locked-up in for profit prisons, I have penned poem after poem about the need for action as opposed to apathy and complacency. I have moaned and groaned and displayed anger and hopelessness and helplessness and frustration and I have come to the realization that I am drained and dust is thickly settling on my poet’s pen.

Another blogger who is a poet felt the same way and he pretty much let us know that he’s also drained. And I know exactly how he feels. He is another one who feels and feels deeply and he has put down, for the moment, his poet’s pen.

I take heed of this as there is not many who can feel and channel the energy or who can feel when that energy is gone; that which gives us hope and keeps us going. When it no longer flows like the river, we heave a sigh and we droop. I am drooping. I feel a drain, a tug downward, a diminishing of energy. Is it temporary, I don’t think so and I cannot force that which will not come. I don’t write just for the sake of writing. I write because I have something to say. If there is nothing coming from my center of energy, it is because something so profoundly depressing has taken root and has repressed the flow of positive energy and any need I had of holding on to hope and has therefore, drained my pen.

Call me a pessimist, but I call myself, a realist with eyes wide open!

A Planet Dies!

secret_society

Demonic possession
Phallic obsession
Occult inference
Dark deference
Masters over slaves
Crooks and knaves
Rituals of sacrifice
lust and avarice.

The powerful wield
Upon a fertile field
Swords and scythes
As freedom writhes
when humanity cries
A planet dies.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

This just came to me as I was discussing so-called ‘secret societies’ that are hell bent on using their massive wealth and power to destroy humanity as they crave more and more wealth and power. There has been talk of their Satanic rituals as apparently ‘Satan’ has been perceived as their ‘god’. Their ‘god’ is wealth/power.

One thing that they don’t have that many of us do is empathy. If we can but channel that empathetic nature that we share and spread it and continue to ignite it, we may stand a chance. But we are fast running out of time and there are those who cannot lift a weakened finger as they are far too weary. Call me a fool, but I believe that there are those of you out there who cannot stand what is going on. You give a damn that people are homeless and hungry and jobless and you know that the evil motherfuckers of this world will never give a goddamn about their plight.

I have written on this to the point where my fingers have actually developed a cramp and I have had to pry them apart, but I will NOT give up! There are emerging signs that people are getting fed up, everywhere! Let us hope that we ALL get fed up to the point where we form our own society and it will be no ‘secret’ that we are HUMAN and that our society is called ‘humanity’!

Calm These Troubled Waters!

waves

Where is Moses when we need him?
If he could but part the sea again
and calm these troubled waters,
thus freeing the tortured soul of man.

Oh, mine eyes have seen the pain
and felt the suffering of the poor.
No Promised Land for them,
just an endless, barren shore.

Oh Lord, look upon your servant
and give sustenance tonight.
Heal the sick and feed the hungry.
Set the many wrongs to right.

Throw the moneychangers out.
And give the widow back her mite.
Judge the wicked and the heathens,
may they never see your light.

Not a religious being am I,
And though I sin and come up short,
The devil owns the rich,
So let Hell be their resort.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

I don’t even want to hear it PEOPLE!! I have tried everything!

So, I call upon the Lord to hear my plea! Intervene and deliver us from the evils of capitalism, greed, vice, corruption, fracking, filthy water, Monsanto, politicians, disease and a world in chaos! Amen!

Oh Dear President Obama!

state of the union

Oh dear President Obama, I cannot thank you for that speech.
I’m hungry as can be and a home is out of reach.

Oh dear President Obama, that speech is getting old.
While you lie and make shit up, I’m out here in the cold.

Oh dear President Obama, didn’t you say we’d get a break.
Benefits are cut and the poor got no fair shake.

Oh dear President Obama, you said I need to work real hard.
But those who have no job, you and congress disregard.

Oh dear President Obama, my school was closed last year.
So flipping endless burgers will be my new career.

Oh dear President Obama, have you closed Guantanamo?
And how many foreign leaders do you plan to overthrow?

Oh dear President Obama, the military’s budget wasn’t cut.
The powers of the NSA, you didn’t really gut.

Oh dear President Obama, why did Wall Street get a pass?
You looked the other way when they fucked the underclass.

Oh dear President Obama, about that war on drugs?
Turkeys all get pardons while inmates just get shrugs.

Oh dear President Obama, you should think before you speak.
We see right through your lies, so go practice your technique.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

…and no, I did not look at the SOTU because I refuse to listen to more lies. I read the text of the speech and of course, business as usual. Blah, blah, blah, blah.
“Work hard Americans, get an education, congress cares about you TONIGHT since we’re all here. Let me be clear, I am here to help you through these good times that we are having. The jobless rate is the lowest it’s been in years, businesses are hiring, and I am foaming at the mouth from lying, so please excuse me a minute. Joe, get me a big handkerchief, a really, really BIG handkerchief. And let’s continue to fund our military might all around the world. We’re ‘peacekeepers’ ya know!”

Well, that’s MY take!

What Will It Take?

pictures courtesy of: www.infowars.com www.examiner.com www.therealsingapore.com www.alternet.org
pictures courtesy of:
http://www.infowars.com
http://www.examiner.com
http://www.therealsingapore.com
http://www.alternet.org

When times have gotten tough,
words just aren’t enough.

And when congress spits on you,
what if anything, will you do?

If you’re unemployed and old,
you are lazy, so you’re told.

If you’re hungry and you’re weak,
they say, you’re on a losing streak.

If the best that you can do, doesn’t land you on your feet,
the next step that you take will be out onto the street.

When the ones who represent you are well fed and doing fine,
they’re pissing on your children and you still won’t draw the line.

They always make it seem as though your plight is all your fault.
And you just close your ears and starve and keep taking their assault.

When will you learn that things won’t change if you just wish them all away?
Will you ever figure out that hard times are here to stay?

No, words are not enough and though you hold onto hope,
our future looks too bleak for most of us to cope.

What will it take to stir you up and get you all to see,
that those who make the rules will never care about you and me?

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

As I continue to ask the same questions relative to what is the American populace going to do about the fact that extreme poverty and hard times are the new norm thanks to their congressional ‘representatives’ pissing on them while insisting that it is merely raining, the American electorate is either in a catatonic state or in a comatose state. In the face of overwhelming poverty that is being inflicted upon millions of Americans, there is not a peep, not even a feeble cry from the afflicted, the affected and the impacted.

Yes, I know that America is the pill popping capitol of the world so that would account for the catatonic state of many and since the general consensus is that many are brain dead, then that would also, account for what’s left to be in a comatose state. So, never mind then, carry on!

Turned Back!

moved on

I’d moved on to greener pastures and thought to leave my cares behind,

but the homeless and the sick, I cannot wipe them from my mind.

 

They moved in with me, stared me down and staked their claim.

I sought to turn my back on them. Oh God, to know such shame!

 

A royal flush, I did receive and with lady luck in tow,

how could there be no thought that what I reap so shall I sow.

 

Fortunes come and fortunes go and blessings in abundance,

and if I am not careful, I could soon get my comeuppance.

 

There are those who have no voice and would like for me to speak.

Am I then to turn my back and forget the poor and weak?

 

I so tried not to care; but I must find a way,

to get my act together and to not sit out this play.

 

I am but one and don’t I know that there is much to do.

I need my friends to help me. I need each one of you!

 

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

How many times I have tried to stop, to let it go, to try NOT to care, to be so busy that I have no time to concern myself and still I must continue, I must care! From time to time, I will still post that which will come, that which MUST come. The haunted that I have seen, they will NOT be denied! They cry out for a voice and so I must speak!

Frustrated!

Frustrated24Many times I have wanted to call it quits with regards to doing this ‘blogging’ thing and many times I have decided to forge ahead, to continue. Even though, like many, frustration kicks in because you put so much effort in before you click that ‘publish’ button. Some will get a few ‘likes’ and maybe even a comment or two and you think to yourself, “why did I go through all of the effort to research, to type and to find relevant images to display?” “Why has no one enjoyed the epiphany that I have experienced? Don’t they see what I see and if they do, then why have they not acted upon it? I’ve given them all the data they need in which to do what needs to be done.” Now, therein lies the problem. Do what? What can they do? What am I doing? I have been over this forwards, backwards, sideways, upside and down and there is just nothing that can be done to solve a multitude of the problems and issues that many face on a daily basis.

There will be no savior to sort this out for us. There will be no one person who will stand above the crowd and ‘fix it’. There will be no second coming of Christ, for those of you who believe in the first coming of Christ. We go on each day until there is no ‘next’ day. We open our eyes. We get out of bed and we do what we have to do to survive. This has been going on for centuries and it will continue until either we fuck this planet up to the point where it expels us all or we drop dead. GMO foods may kill us, a drone may kill us, or a vehicle accident may kill us, but either way, we will be just as dead. There is no way that we can fight every single battle there is. We are human and we are weak and fallible and the human body is going to seek sustenance over spirituality when push comes to shove. We can think that we have all the inherent goodness in the world, but if it came down to sacrificing ourselves in some way(I don’t know quite how) for the good of the many, what would you do? What sacrifice is worth it? What would be the point? What would change? History has shown us that even those who are held in high esteem, the ones who are in the history books for effecting change, what good did it do them? They sacrificed themselves to make people aware of the suffering and injustices perpetrated on others and look at where we are now? Not just here in America, but all over the world. What good did it do for the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., to step out of his comfort zone and get assassinated for his efforts when the Supreme Court just dealt a blow to all that he and others marched and protested, got arrested and brutalized for? What good does it do to quote Gandhi? What good does it do to quote Mother Teresa? What good does it do to quote Malcolm X? George Orwell? Or any other ‘visionaries’ who tried to warn us of where we were headed.

Yes, some people have awakened, took a look around and said, “we’re fucked!” But what else can they do? If they have not the money to build affordable homes for the poor, if they have not the money to purchase land to grow food for the hungry, if they have not the money to pay the medical bills of the uninsured or money to simply put to good use and help as opposed to aiding in destruction, then there is nothing that they can do except to try to not contribute to the problem. There are so many so-called faith based charities that are nothing more than tax exempt corporations who are not helping the poor, they are not mitigating the consequences resulting from a lack of housing, food and health care. They are in the business of lining their pockets with one hand and preaching bullshit on the other. It is hypocrisy. That is all I see when I look around, hypocrisy in the guise of charities and government officials who grandstand to win votes and then disregard their constituents needs and instead, sell themselves to the highest corporate bidder for their own selfish agenda. Self is another key word of today. Selfish, self-fulfillment, self-serving, self-centered, self indulgent, self-satisfying, self, self and self. It is all about ME, well isn’t it? If not, who is it about? Is it about YOU? What can I do for you? What can you do for me? You scratch my back and I will scratch yours. That is the mindset of today.

Why do you think that when the holidays approach, people will gladly line up and stand in freezing, below average temperatures and trample each other over what is considered to be an unbeatable bargain? Why are they like that? Why is it that they can somehow find the time to pitch a tent for a week or more in a store parking lot to grab that huge TV, but when it comes to lining up to protest against homelessness, hunger, lack of medical care, there are a few stragglers wandering around with signs while people pass by them in vehicles yelling at them to “get a job!?” No one yells at those who are lined up to buy the latest Apple product to, “get a job!” The emphasis is placed on materialism to the exclusion of all else. If you don’t have it, you’re a loser. There are going to be winners, but there are going to be so many more losers and the winners have the microphone. The winners own the papers, the media and they feed us Kim Kardashian and Justin Bieber and Rihanna and we eat it up. When Kate Middleton or Michele Obama struts an outfit, there is a stampede to purchase said outfit. That is what is important? No, but it is to those who have been programmed by the people who control the media and who shove down their throat what is important.

So, just because we have not joined forces and somehow stopped a world takeover does not mean that all of us are simply sitting around awaiting the latest chapter on Tim Tebow, it is just that we are all limited in what we can do. I can volunteer. I can advocate on behalf of those who are suffering. I can even sometimes help house a homeless person. I can continue to keep the issues in the forefront. It does not matter if I never get a ‘like’ or a following. If I am talking to myself, so be it. The fact that I am sharing my thoughts, sharing what is important to me, sharing my frustration at the status quo may be all that I can do because I see no other way to get my two cents in, but I will not point the finger at another and say, “you are not doing enough.” I know not what they are dealing with and so I will concentrate on what I am dealing with and hope that I can somehow find it in me to help someone else, even if it is only one person. I cannot change the world. I can only say to the world, “we’re fucked!”

The Sad, But Undeniable Truth

broken people

Recently, I wrote a poem, “Join The Movement.” The purpose behind my writing that poem was to galvanize those of us who are suffering, those of us who see the suffering of others, those of us who are tired of war, into action. I wrote that poem because we are being literally scared to death. Many of us are terrified of even protesting. Why? Because we have seen the brutality unleashed by our government’s mafia brutes, otherwise known as the police force and let us not forget, the military. The people who ARE the police, who ARE the military are our relatives, our neighbors and yet, they would ‘put us down’ without hesitation when commanded to do so. Without them onboard, we are doomed. That is the truth.

Another sad truth is that corporations and our government know us so well, because our every move has been monitored, everything from what we purchase, to where we eat, to where we sleep, to even our health care providers. This was not some spur-of-the-moment decision. This was a thoroughly well crafted and well executed, years in the making, grand scheme to get us to where we are now. Despite the technology at our finger tips, there is no way that we can galvanize the worker bees, the drudging drones, the abject poor, the broken and weary masses to do what needs to be done because many are just too weak and too far gone to even raise their voice in protest. The ‘lords’ have done their homework and it is paying off, big time!

I realize that there are those of you who want to believe that at this point in time, we are going to strike back and take back what has been stripped from us while we were looking elsewhere. Please, take a minute and look around you. People are doing the same thing today that they did yesterday and they will continue to do this until they exist no more. They have accepted that things are as they are and that is the way they are going to be. Meanwhile, our government, run by corporations, is showing us that there is a lot more suffering and anguish ahead and what’s more, they are telling us in no uncertain terms, that there is not a goddamn thing that we can do to stop them because they know that THIS time, things have gotten too bad for too many and the will to thrive and not merely survive has been crushed.

Many people have been deluded into think that we have stopped the bombing of Syria. No, we have not. It has been postponed. Make no mistake, another reason for blowing up Syria will be contrived. The same was done when this government wanted to control the oil rich Middle East, and it was contrived by blowing up the Twin Towers and to this very day, a majority of Americans hate the Muslims and anyone who even remotely has Middle Eastern ties. Those people did us no harm, you can thank your government for the deaths of those 3,000 people. If you look through the annals of history, you will find that this government has never flinched when it came to inflicting torture, never flinched when it came to mass killings, never flinched when it came to using chemical weapons on its own citizens, so why do you think that this government would flinch at killing 3,000 of its own citizens to further its agenda? Who benefited from the invasion of Iraq? Who benefited from the invasion of Afghanistan?

How many of us seriously and truly believe that we will one day wake up and collectively say, “enough is enough!” My vote is on the twelfth of never because right now, those who do not care about each other far outnumber those who do and I just read yesterday that a ‘white supremacy’ group is trying to purchase every building in a small town in North Dakota to set up a ‘white’s only’ town. Really? With this much hate, we are going to speak as one against those who would destroy us all? We have a snowball’s chance in hell of getting people to put aside their differences, their biases, their hatred of one another to come together for the good of all people. That snowball doesn’t stand a chance when people hate each other more than they hate those who are trying to destroy each and every one of us, one by one. We fail to realize that when one of us dies, it is then time for the ‘lords’ to turn their attention onto the next until like a puff of smoke, another one, gone. We are ‘tribal’ by nature as some would say and when we see one tribe wiped out, that does not dismay us. We will simply take what was once theirs, that is until another more powerful tribe swoops in and claims it for themselves. History has shown that those who are weakened are easily overcome. History has also shown that those whose weapons are inferior are easily overcome. Remember the people who are native to America? Remember the slaves who were dragged from Africa? We have been weakened to the point where we are for the most part, broken. How many homeless people can stand up and face down government forces? How many hungry people have the strength to even play a pretend ‘Hunger Games’? How many of us are willing to go the distance, do whatever it takes to put an end to the ‘lords’ rule over us? Who will put their needs aside for the needs of the many? Who will pay the ultimate sacrifice? Yes, I realize that there are people like Chelsea Manning who is sitting in a prison cell at this very moment for exposing war crimes, torture, hypocrisy and lies done in our name by the United States government. Edward Snowden is in exile in Russia because he exposed the massive secret surveillance system, the NSA that our government has been using to monitor our every move. The problem is that even with this knowledge we now have about what our government is capable of, we have only murmured and grumbled among ourselves. We have not roared our outrage. We have done nothing. Millions of us should be outside the prison where Chelsea Manning is being held, demanding her release. But we’re not. So, what good did it do Chelsea Manning to sacrifice herself so that we would have the knowledge that we have and yet, do nothing. Oh, we preach about the wrongs and we preach about rising to the occasion but, it always ends with the question. When?

Do we not have our computers, our smartphones, our huge high definition televisions, our vehicles that can anticipate an accident before it even happens. Now that last one might just blow your mind when you realize that since the ‘lords’ have this technology, the technology to ‘anticipate’ what is going to happen BEFORE it even happens, who then holds the ‘trump’ cards, certainly not ‘We the People’.

If I thought that it would do any good or be of any use whatsoever, I would write a million poems urging a call for action, to ‘join the movement’, but would it do any good? Actually, I think that I have answered my own question and THAT is the sad, but undeniable truth!

The Devolution of Evolution

devolution_n

There are those who say that we must wait for human evolution

and that we are just as wrong if we start a revolution.

Humans have devolved into what you see today.

There are those who glimpse the suffering and they simply turn away.

They care not for the hungry, no tears shed for the sick.

They beat them down and shame them, it usually does the trick.

Must they take another look; no glasses hued in rose

and speak to me of what they see with eyes that do not close.

There is a war throughout the land in one form or another.

We do not love our sister and we hate our foreign brother.

There are those who walk the streets, they have no home at all.

They were sold out by the bankers who never take a fall.

The rich have all the power and the poor are in a bind.

If you fail to see the problem, there is something on your mind.

Or could it be you just won’t see because you would reject

that we have not evolved and are stuck in retrospect.

The ones who see and understand that something must be done

are those who care for all and not just care for one.

If ever we evolve, and there is no sign we have

the future looks too bleak if what we use is salve,

to staunch the flow of blood from those who are in pain

and never hold accountable, the ones who wield the chain.

Alone, we cannot act, we need you all onboard

as this is not a game, and we can ill afford,

to not join in the fray nor start the protest march

nor arm ourselves with nature’s tools and branch out like the larch.

Where once we stood alone, we now stand arm in arm

And those who are the enemy are those who do us harm.

Violence begets violence and this I understand

but power will not yield with just a reprimand.

Those with much to lose will crush us if we try.

They must hear our roar, they must heed our cry.

For peace can never reign without a show of might.

No matter who is wrong, no matter who is right.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland