We Celebrate Memorial Day!

We celebrate Memorial Day in honor of blood spilled.
And we stand silently by and watch those coffins, filled
with the bodies of dead soldiers who once knew joy
but then lined up as though they were a tin soldier toy.

We take this day to solemnly give thanks and praise
to those who willingly reduced on this earth, their numbered days.
What a wonder it is to be alive and to show our gratitude
while those who served this country lie in glorious solitude.

As we head to the store to buy flags made in Vietnam
to bestow upon the grave of the sacrificial lamb,
we honor the memory of every unknown soldier
by giving him a neighbor to lie beside him, shoulder to shoulder.

Why should we cease to inscribe names on yet another wall,
since it is so easy to produce another soldier to heed war’s call?
No, we must never truly show our gratitude for our war weary dead,
and to those whose body lives while their mind died instead.

So, eat your hotdogs and your apple pie and wave your flag
while another soldier is soon to be placed in a body bag.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And here we go again! Taking a day to honor our war dead while still at war and so what have we learned? Not a goddamn thing! Monday, Trump’s depraved ass will solemnly place a wreath at the tomb of ‘The Unknown’ soldier; ‘The Unknowns’. And just which soldier did he know? What soldier did Obama or Bush know, either Bush, for that matter? Trump, after having just recently dropped the Mother Of All Bombs on Afghanistan and declared that more soldiers are necessary to fight some bogeymen that the U.S. trained and/or caused to be unleashed on the Middle East by way of the CIA will ‘borrow’ some dignity from somewhere just long enough to get through the hypocritical ceremony of the placing of the wreath. And then, it’s off to golfing and ordering some Big Macs.

Oh, how we really mean it when we “Thank a service man/woman for their service to this country” while we continue to add to their numbers because hardly any of us know a soldier who got him/herself killed in the line of ‘duty’ because it has always been some poor schmuck who was too dumb to understand that he’s still poor after having signed his life away and for what? Not a goddamn thing! Food stamps, a gun, a backpack and a flag to drape over his coffin. Yeah! Now, go eat your hot dog! Celebrate!

War, The Birth Of Death!

I was born old with the sounds of war
roaring through my head
and of scenes depicting
the fact that I am dead.

I am as old as war,
never to know peace
only sorrow, pain
and a cease fire that will not cease.

Brought forth in death
by man’s insatiable desire
to kill for profit and for pain
and war is my sire.

Though I may not have lines
or wrinkles on my forehead
nevertheless, I am old,
too old to live and so I die, instead.

War, the birth of death;
 for youth is drained and tired
but must fight to die;
as war’s bitter taste is acquired.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And so it goes, our children are born but why? They are born, dead for their bodies are mere pawns in wars, moved here and there on the chessboard of war, driven to war by war hawks and warmongers whose children grow rich and fat off the sacrifices of our children who are bred for their wars. We willingly give our children to be adopted by the warmongers and then we host parades praising them for taking our children and making them dead and/or old beyond their years. The voices in their heads, never leaving them even if they leave the battlefield and if they come back to us, it is in name only, for they are already dead since war is the birth of death.

Trump’s Immigration Ban And Why I’m Loving It!

These Muslims became terrorists to thank us for our tax dollars! Oh yes, they did! Three Minnesota Men Found Guilty Of Plotting To Join ISIS! Yeah, that's thanking U.S.

These Muslims became terrorists to thank us for our tax dollars! Oh yes, they did!
Three Minnesota Men Found Guilty Of Plotting To Join ISIS!
Yeah, that’s thanking U.S.

 

 

According to the website listed below, there is help for American Muslims who are afraid of Trump’s immigration policies.

Are you an American Muslim?

If you are bullied, discriminated against or attacked for being a Muslim, there are people in Washington State to help you: Please contact CAIR-WA for help or with questions at info@cairseattle.org or 206.367.4081.

In Washington State

Fact Check about Islam in America: http://www.islamfactcheck.org/#
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Now then, I’ve done my part to help send American Muslims to freedom via the Underground Muslim Railroad. This is rich!

Before Trump was inaugurated, where were the ‘Sanctuary Cities’ for descendants of slaves? Where were the shout-outs to us asking if we were being “bullied, discriminated against or attacked for being Black?” Where were the people in ANY state seeking to help us with telephone numbers and websites? But now that Trump is doing what he said he would do, it is now time to protect Muslim immigrants and yet again, overlook the people who have had their asses handed to them every single day in this shithole since slavery. The hypocrisy of the ‘whites’ will never cease to amaze me and for the life of me I don’t know why I continue to be amazed over their blatant and outrageous selective empathy and amnesia.

The ‘whites’ get all empathetic over every other group so long as it is not those of us who have a permanent, dark skin tone and who descended from slaves. They also get amnesia because they just cannot remember what they do to us every single day but will instead, look far and wide to find some cause to support; some stand to take but only if it will not make our lives any easier. “Get those Muslims some help! They are being persecuted and that shit is just not right! We have got to do something about their horrible plight! I call on you one and all to help me get it done!”

But there is only a deafening silence when they view descendants of slaves getting the life choked out of them. There is a deafening silence when they view descendants of slaves getting shot down in every city in this hellhole. There are no shout-outs to these people to make them aware that there is a number to call where they can get assistance in escaping police brutality, racism, bigotry, mass incarceration, a school-to-prison pipeline, gentrification and the list is endless. Oh no! There will be no urgent cries for the Black man, woman and child to head to the nearest Underground Railroad for descendants of slaves because you see, there is no necessity for that to be re-started. There is however, an urgent necessity to start up the Muslim Underground Railroad because they are being attacked from all sides. I hope Trump sends every single Muslim immigrant back to wherever the hell they came from. I hope that he calls for a ban on all immigration to this country because I am sick to pieces of my tax dollars supporting non-English speaking immigrants from every country. I am tired of hearing goddamn accents that I cannot make heads or tails of wherever I go and every single damn time I place a telephone call.

This is the only country that will give a new immigrant, a free interpreter. This is the only country I know that prints applications for everything from welfare sign-up to driver’s licenses in at least twenty different languages and still provides an interpreter. I cannot take my ass to Germany and receive this. I cannot take my ass to Syria and receive this. I cannot take my ass to Iran and receive this.

When I lived in Minnesota, I was so damn tired of seeing my tax dollars going to support Muslim refugees from Somalia, I verbally made that fact extremely well known. I did not turn those people into refugees. I never bombed a damn thing in their country; likewise in Syria, Yemen, Iraq or anywhere else. And yet, the Somalis come here, supposedly with nothing and yet somehow they open Somali businesses by the hundreds. Like I don’t fucking know how! My tax dollars are paying for those businesses. While descendants of slaves who were born here and who paid taxes here are now homeless thanks to getting pink slips due to a dwindling manufacturing base, my tax dollars are not going to fund needed retraining programs for them, my tax dollars are going to house, feed and provide free medical care for Somalis, who by the way, opened up their own health care facilities. My tax dollars are going for other refugees who have come here. My tax dollars were paying for Somalis to open up and operate two Somali malls in Minneapolis, MN which are nothing more than ISIS recruitment centers while the descendants of slaves and the Indians are seeking shelter in homeless warehouses. Meanwhile, again, the Somalis in Minnesota were busily attempting to join ISIS. How the hell is this fair? Those ungrateful ingrates come over here and are given free housing and free every damn thing else and then turn right around and become terrorists just attempting to send a bomb up our ass in gratitude. That’ll show us!

How in the world do we overlook the needs of those who have paid into the system and instead will put our tax dollars to work to build up and support those who have not paid one thin dime in taxes, and yet were given grants to open up businesses that cater to Somalis and only to Somalis…AND…who are also hell bent on joining terrorist groups? And don’t even bother trying to contradict me because I have seen this with my very own eyes since I just recently moved from Minnesota.

And while Trump is at it, I hope he does build that wall between the states and Mexico and send those Mexicans packing because when I moved to where I live now, I was told by a Comcast representative that if I was Hispanic, I would have received a discount on my services because businesses are now catering to the Hispanics. Black folks are not getting a discount. ‘White’ folks, you don’t need a discount but if you did, you’re not getting one because it’s only for Hispanics. Sweet, ain’t it?

Anything that can crawl, slither and wash up on the shores of America is met with open arms while those who have struggled all their lives to live decently and to take care of their families are being shut out because America welcomes and opens her arms for those who have not paid their dues but are rewarded with our tax dollars while we languish in homeless shelters, underneath bridges, in tunnels and in boxes. Those of us who have paid our dues are paying higher prices for internet, cable and telephone services so that those who come here and who cannot even speak the language can receive a discount and who also get free interpreter services.

So, do not expect me to gather with those who are the target of Trump’s immigration policies and initiate a group hug because it is never going to happen. I am to this day, fighting for funding to assist disabled people out of shelters and into homes. I am fighting to re-open stores that once catered to low-income people but were shuttered thanks to gentrification and I don’t have a phone number or a web address to contact to get assistance with doing this because those who I am attempting to help are not Muslim refugees! As far as I am concerned, they can just cry me a river and head back from whence they came and don’t even bother suggesting that I do likewise because goddamn it, I was born here and I speak English, albeit colorfully, but extremely well! And what Trump is doing, I am loving it!

The Killings Will Not Cease!

pulse nightclub shooting

The Pulse beats no more.
Music died and faggots too.
What makes some happy.
Makes others blue.

He saw two men kissing.
And it drove him quite insane.
He took a gun, went to the club.
Oh, look at that big blood stain.

I’m not making fun of this,
for that would not be right
Although, I cannot help but think,
this really ain’t my fight!

They say this was a bloody day;
the bloodiest one in history.
Tell that to the dead in Iraq
since we brought them so much misery.

Oh America hates to reap what she sows.
And the killings will not cease.
You cannot spread hate, worldwide
and expect a reward of peace.

Steeped in Indian blood,
and the blood of slaves too.
A legacy born of hatred;
murder in AmeriKKKa is nothing new!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

I did not see this coming! This IS AmeriKKKa and since hate is fostered every single day, get used to this. AmeriKKKans are not better than the people of Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen, Pakistan, Syria, Gaza, Libya and any other place that is being bombed thanks to our apathy and complacency towards people that have done us no wrong. AmeriKKKan ‘exceptionalism’ does not stop a bullet!

We have had how many mass shootings in just the last two years alone? And the Newtown CT folks are sending their thoughts and prayers to the relatives and friends of those who got shot up at the Pulse Nightclub. What for? What use are prayers? Apparently, those people at the club had not a prayer of a chance, even with SWAT on the scene.

And from what I understand, the situation was so tense, the police let people bleed out even with sophisticated equipment that is supposed to allow them to see through walls and find a suspect with a gun, but yet, hours went by while the perp was on the phone kicking the bobo. “Yeah, homey, what’s up with that shooting going on in there? Your boyfriend mad atcha or what?” Right! As soon as I put this donut down, I’ll get to dealing with you but for now, the hostages are on their own.”

Of course, once again, the champion of the ‘gay rights’ agenda has ordered that flags be lowered to half staff. Obama to the rescue! YAAAAAY! Black folks, did Obama order the flags to be lowered at half staff for those nine innocent Black people that got themselves shot up in church by an avowed white supremacist? Uh..nooooo! But those Newtown angels got the flag lowered and now those that went clubbing and got shot up, in their honor, the flags have been lowered to half staff. I sure hope, Black folks, that your AmeriKKKan flag is flying in the breeze today on flag day and be sure that it is at half staff. Obama insists!

I am certainly not adding worthless condolences or hypocritical words of sympathy because they are useless. Actions speak louder than words and sitting on our asses expressing tripe sentiments won’t stop this, nor will it bring the dead back. Ask the dead.

This was ‘just another fucking day in paradise’!

The Face Of Freedom Is Not A Soldier!

Master Sgt. Darryl Sterling, 332nd Expeditionary Logistics Readiness Squadron equipment manager, tosses unserviceable uniform items into a burn pit, March 10. The 332 ELRS has a central collection point that can be used by service members and Department of Defense civilians; unserviceable uniform items are burned. Sergeant Sterling is deployed from Luke Air Force Base, Ariz.

The face of freedom is not a soldier.
Freedom cannot be found inside a voting booth.
It is not about saluting the stars and stripes.
And we’ll never gain it by giving to war, our youth.

The price of war is way too high.
And I’m not speaking of missiles and drones
or Blackwater thugs on Halliburton’s payroll
but about what lies beneath the tomb of the unknowns.

Democracy can never be spread by war hawks and warmongers.
The children born to woman are sent to an early grave.
And men, though you play a role in the conception of a child,
many of you are too far gone and you have no soul to save.

Tell me, how many wars will it take to get to peace?
When will you learn that the end to wars begins with you?
How many times were you dropped on your head to get so stupid?
I wonder because it couldn’t have been just a few.

I hear tell that many are concerned about ‘burn pits’ in Iraq.
Why were you even there and why were you not concerned over those you killed?
You talk of karma and how it comes back to bite you on the ass.
Now that you have cancer and the VA said, “It’s you who’s getting billed,”
you want sympathy from me and you’re not going to get it
 because you chose to go to Iraq and satisfy your thirst for killing.
Pardon me while I spit on your grave because you are no loss.
And I wouldn’t pay a goddam penny for your care; not one shilling!

They said that you were a completely healthy specimen when you went to war.
I beg to differ. You were just a sick and twisted mercenary killing machine.
And now that you are six feet under thanks to being a warmonger’s whore,
on your tombstone, useless words tell the lie; “Here lies a brave marine!”

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

A former half-marathoner who once jogged along the irrigation canals near his Albuquerque home, Sgt. Jessey Baca, a member of the New Mexico Air National Guard, no longer has the energy to wash his truck or tend his garden. He’s created a bucket list. His days, he said, “are numbered.”

But five times weekly, Baca dons his Air Force uniform and drives to Kirtland Air Force Base. That duty preserves his cherished link to national service. The diagnosis has forced him into light duty -– computer work. And that change, he admits, is “hard to accept” for a man who once lived “at 100 miles per hour.” Some mornings, he must will himself out of bed.

Like dozens of recent war veterans, Baca blames his fading body on combat time spent working, eating and sleeping near a huge, open-air “burn pit.” The U.S. military used such trenches throughout Iraq and Afghanistan to incinerate mounds of battle trash: Humvees, unexploded ordnance, rocket launchers, bloody gauze, body parts and more.

Ahhhhhhh, ain’t that a shame, what a goddamn shame that is! Sgt. Baca feels so damn ill that he has ‘created a bucket list’ and all because he was a sick and twisted mercenary killing machine who signed on the dotted line to kill or be killed and now that the so-called ‘burn pits’ are killing his ass, he is now real upset. He is not taking responsibility for what he set in motion; oh no, never that! He is going to lay the blame on some open-air ‘burn pits’ in Iraq and Afghanistan because it’s not like he was over there to kill people, he was there on vacation and those awful ‘burn pits’ were just a stinking up the place and causing biohazard situations and how is that on him? No! He was not on vacation, he was a hired killer; prostituting himself to the warmongers and his medical issues are indeed, on him. They are all on him, but Americans never accept responsibility for their actions. They can suit up and get shipped out to kill people, but when the shit hits the fan and comes back to bite them in the goddamn ass, it is so unfair; it is all so tragic and horrible and get the black crepe out and the violins to play a mournful tune because an American life is worth so much more than those that Americans kill. Well, let me disabuse you of that notion. Americans are some stinking ass useless, stupid shits filled, not with ‘exceptionalism’, but with an unquenchable thirst for blood; you’re nothing but a vicious pack of inhuman, barbaric and savage rejects from hell!

This shameless bastard has said not one goddamn word about the innocent people that he killed in Iraq, all over a lie; no that’s no problem. He is now sick and that is THE problem of the year! Hear ye! Hear ye! Sgt. Baca put his life on the line for the warmongers to grow ever more richer and we are to feel sorry for him because he killed, ate and slept near ‘a huge, open-air burn pit’ that was just spewing toxins into the atmosphere and that was just so goddamn wrong, it ain’t even funny. Hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi men, women and children were brutally tortured and murdered thanks in part to Sgt. Baca’s thirst for killing, but we are not to focus on the innocent Iraqi people and the people of Afghanistan who were needlessly killed, we are to feel so bad for Sgt. Baca because he can no longer drive his Humvee and launch his rockets against innocent people. He can no longer jog, wash his truck and tend his garden and getting out of bed is a drag. Well, ain’t that a bitch? That bitch is called ‘karma’ and is well deserved. And I bet that before this killer expires, he will never even think of the real reason why. He will never consider in a million years that it was his goddamn choice to go to Iraq and Afghanistan and whore himself out to the likes of George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Colin Powell, Barack Obama, the corporate bigwigs at Lockheed Martin, Boeing and all the other makers of war machines; the war profiteers. He will never admit to himself that he made the choice to kill or be killed and that the blood of the innocent that he killed is on his filthy guilty hands. The blood of the innocent cries out for retribution and  it shall be delivered unto them, for no man can kill the innocent and not rue the day he did so.

Rest in peace, innocent people of Iraq and Afghanistan and Libya and Syria and Yemen because the worthless, twisted military whores that killed you are finally coming into their own; the chickens are coming home to roost and that ole karma is eating them from the inside out!

The Entertainment Never Ends!

the entertainment never ends

I have been strangely quiet
for want of anything to say
because everything’s been said
and I hit the button and replay.

Football season is over.
The Super Bowl is in the past.
We say we hate capitalism
but that hate don’t ever last.

We say we love this planet.
It is our home, for better or for worse.
And yet we fuck it up relentlessly
until they put us in a hearse.

Oh what hypocrites we are
when we scream our hatred for war.
And yet, we groom the next generation
to heed the call for more!

We say we hate our politicians.
We despise them one and all.
They don’t represent our interests.
And yet, we vote for them each fall.

We point fingers at another
and we claim that they are wrong
when in fact, we’re all depraved,
it’s why we cannot get along.

Oh yes I have been extremely quiet,
just watching shit hit the fan.
What need have I to point out
that the foulest seed is man?

There is endless war in Syria
 and Libya is filled with rebels.
All of this chaos was put into play
by American and NATO devils.

Poor Iraq, we hear nothing about
as if those folks are doing fine.
I doubt if they’re eating caviar
or drinking expensive wine.

But here in the land of the ‘exceptional’
the entertainment never ends.
We just gorged on wings and pizza
with our loud and drunken friends.

The stakes are high in this gambler’s den
of vice and greed and corruption.
And when Wall Street flounders again,
they’ll blame the poor for their destruction.

The bailouts will commence
and the players will play on.
While the huddled masses yearn
for jobs already gone.

At the risk of repeating myself, I repeat myself.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

1,400 people learn their jobs are moving to Mexico

A crowd of Carrier manufacturing workers erupted into anger Wednesday as they learned their plant was being relocated to Monterrey, Mexico.

Carrier, an Indianapolis-based heating, ventilation and air conditioning company owned by United Technologies, announced in a statement on Wednesday that the plant would undergo a three-year transition to Mexico starting in 2017.

Carrier is one of two United Technologies plants to announce a move to Mexico — the corporation announced on the same day it would also be moving a plant in Huntington, Indiana. The closing will eliminate about 700 jobs from the city in northeastern Indiana.

And now with the signing of the TPPA, is this situation going to get any better? But they tell us that the unemployment figures are so low as to be negligible. The lies just keep coming. Who in hell believes that the REAL unemployment rate is 4.9%? Seriously? Sears and Kmart stores are closing, left and right. The only stores that are doing a booming business are Dollar Tree, Dig-A-Dollar, Collar-A-Dollar and Holla-For-A-Dolla! This past holiday sales figures were dismal and that is an understatement. Target just closed up shop in Canada. Wal-Mart just announced the closure of all Express Wal-Mart stores. JC Penny is gasping to stay alive and even Macy’s is choking and the unemployment rate is 4.9%?!!! Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit!

“Hark The Hypocrites Do Sing!”

hark the hypocrites

 

– sing to the tune of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing.”

Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to the news they bring
Bombs on earth and missiles too
Aimed at me and aimed at you
Peace on earth is but a dream
Can’t you hear the people scream?
Watch the bombs light up the skies
Listen to the children’s cries
And the Christians doth proclaim
Christ was born and that’s so lame
There they sit with pants unzipped
I don’t want to see them stripped
Lambs aren’t in the manger fold
They are waiting to be sold
Lamb chops on the menu here
Wash them down with ice cold beer
Kiss your mother who is drunk
Daddy dear is in a funk
He didn’t get a penis pump
Where’s a cliff for him to jump?
Uncle Jack is in rehab
His herpes has formed a scab

Hark the hypocrites do sing
Glory to the new crack wing!
You will overdose again
When you do, just say, “Amen!”
We so love the holidays,
refugees are in a daze
Drones have struck the innocent
Brag about the cash you’ve spent
Christmas comes but once a year
Hark the hypocrites, you hear!
Glory to the bottom line.
Now throw out this dead ole pine
Bring me whiskey on the rocks
Time to ride some big ole cocks
Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to your fake ass king!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

And if you didn’t know, I’ll be more than happy to clue you in. Your fake ass king is M-O-N-E-Y!

I am SO in the Christmas spirit this year, I just cannot help myself. Bombs are being dropped in distant lands. Drones are killing innocent people. But for one day, we will put all of that aside. We will, for one day, express our love for our family and friends and associates. We will gift them all that credit cards can buy. This is how we show our devotion and love; with gifts. We don’t show our love by worrying about the conditions of third-world sweatshops and the people who ‘slave’ in them. We don’t care that people are suffering so bad, that they would rather commit suicide than continue on. We carelessly head to the mall and shop until we drop; shoving that piece of plastic across the counter and out the door, we go. But we are so thoughtful and kind and decent. We then head to the supermarket and thoughtlessly pick the choicest piece of butchered cow or pig or lamb and we get someone to cook that up for us; rare, medium rare or well done. Stock the liquor cabinet. Are all the mixers shelved and ready? Oh look at the beautiful tree. It was beautiful when it was in its natural state, but now, it has been chopped and kept ‘green’ by some polluted ass faucet water; that is until this is all over and then, “Throw it away!”

In all actuality, this planet should “Throw us away!” I wish to hell it would. With our fake ass moaning over climate change; we cut down more trees to have signs printed calling for climate change reform when we are instrumental in the death of this planet by the cutting down of more and more trees for those very signs. Sigh! The ‘human’ race is a disgrace to this planet and to the innocent animals that occupy it and who are at the mercy of the merciless. How can we claim to be merciful when we are shedding tears because our father or brother or sister is overseas, suited up in military gear ready to kill someone they don’t even know and for what? Room and board? Some food stamps? Glory? Honor? One thing I can say is that we cannot lose honor because we never had any to begin with. Now, we’re all just meaningless filth; pretending to be do-gooders and concerned creatures. Shove it! Your so-called ‘loved one’ would not be in Iraq or Afghanistan or Syria if we did not have that killer instinct that drives us. Love does not drive us for if it did, we would not condone the killing of others and claim that it is honorable. What the fuck are YOU celebrating this Christmas? Especially those of you who go on and on about ‘climate change’. Those of you who go on and on about the untold miseries that other people are dealing with while you go on and on about how wonderful and kind you are that you hashtagged some solidarity with the ‘unfortunates’. You did your part when you displayed some colors in a flag over your Facebook photo. Oh wow! Now shit yourself because you did GOOD!

Maybe I am Miss goddamn humbug! But at least, I am honest about the fact that I am just another worthless so-called ‘human’. But one thing about me, I’m NO hypocrite! So, enjoy your ‘holiday’. And I sincerely hope that that pig you’ll eat, deposits itself on your ass!

“Thank You For Your Service, No Really, Thank You. We ALL Thank You!”

America bombs hospitals, just not in America, not yet.

America bombs hospitals, just not in America, not yet.

 

 

Doctors Without Borders would like to take this opportunity on this day to thank America’s veterans for blowing up their hospital. They appreciate the lies that were put out by the hypocrites that shout up and down about how humanitarian they are and then turn right around and blow up a hospital and lie about it. How can something that would blow up a hospital be considered, human? It can’t. Americans are not human. That fact should be quite well known to the humans that have been fucked up by the shits from America.

The people of Iraq would like to take this opportunity on this day to thank America’s veterans for rendering them homeless and for causing them to become refugees who are welcome, nowhere.

 
The people of Iraq would also like to take this opportunity on this day to thank America for the Abu Ghraib prison torture atrocity; to thank America’s veterans for killing innocent Iraqi men, women and children. Well over a million of Iraq’s people are dead because America’s men and women can’t think for themselves. They listened to the lies of warmongers and promptly suited up and in ‘cold blood’ murdered and tortured over a million Iraqi people and yet we sit somewhere celebrating crimes that psychopaths, war criminals and subhuman beasts have committed against innocent people all around the world.

We celebrate war criminals that should be shot for what they have done, but instead, we host parades, attend solemn ceremonies honoring these war criminals and encourage them to keep at it and up the ante; kill more and more people, turn more and more innocent people into homeless refugees and we thank them for doing this. Every single damn time we ‘thank’ these cowards; these subhuman beasts for ‘keeping America safe’, we as hypocrites encourage war crimes to continue and they will!

And I must not forget that I am quite sure that the people of Afghanistan are taking this opportunity today to celebrate what our war criminal veterans have done to them and to their country; killing innocent people, blowing up hospitals, pissing on dead Afghan corpses, cutting off their body parts and emailing them to fellow war criminal veterans. Yes, this is what we are celebrating. This is what we continue to encourage. Blowing up hospitals is what warriors and heroes do? Pissing on dead bodies is something that warriors and heroes do? Emailing the body parts of the dead is what warriors and heroes do? Yeah, if they’re American and British. That’s right, British, because that shit spawned this shit in America.

What you consider to be a hero is nothing more than a paid whore that lets himself get pimped out to kill innocent people to make warmongers and war hawks rich. You are not celebrating heroics. You are celebrating criminality. You are celebrating whoring. You are celebrating a lie! And what’s more, you know this but because of the lack of morality, decency, values, principles, compassion, love and empathy that makes people human and that is sadly lacking in most Americans, you are all whores because you gladly pimp your sons and your daughters to the warmongers. Why do you do this? Because you are not human, that’s why. Every member of the Taliban is more human than you will ever be. Every member of ISIS is more human than your sorry ass can aspire to be. Every member of any so-called ‘terrorist organization’ that this fucked up government has deemed a threat to this shithole is more human than the 300 million worthless shits that call themselves, American. And quite frankly, this shithole is collapsing in on itself. There is no need to worry about a ‘foreign’ enemy doing a goddamn thing to this hellhole. The Taliban is not causing massive sinkholes. ISIS is not causing earthquakes to shake up areas that had previously had no earthquakes. The alNusra Front is not causing the derailing of trains with crude oil to derail and pollute rivers and streams. No so-called ‘terrorist organization’ has to come over here and fuck shit up because America’s infrastructure is failing of its own accord. America’s lakes and rivers have been polluted by Americans. America’s homeless and hungry have been made so by Americans. Black bodies are piled high in morgues, not because of ISIS or ISIL, but because of racism; systemic and endemic. The Taliban is not feeding America’s opium addiction, the U.S. government via the U.S. military whores are. You American motherfuckers are pure nasty filth; vile and funky shit. That’s what you are and that is why you can celebrate pure evil and death because when you look in the mirror, evil and death is what is looking right back at you! But you can’t stop killing and you actually celebrate torturing and killing innocent people. How sick is that? You’re some real sick shits, you are!

I cannot wait for the day to come when each and every nasty, vile and filthy shit in America will reap what has been sown by America. Enjoy your celebrations and your easy life while you still can but believe me, you are on the ‘Titanic’ and this ‘Titanic’ is just as unsinkable as that other one! Try making what’s to come into a ‘love story’.

Happy Goddamn Veterans Day, you worthless warmongering whorish shits! And, yes indeed, “thank you from all of us around the world that’s been fucked up by you!”

Words Are Not Enough!

words

Words are not enough
I don’t care what you say.
Words get nothing done.
There must be another way.

The words I write don’t matter.
So many words I write each day.
I’ve filled so many pages
but it’s useless what I say.

If I pen a bang ass poem
what difference does it make?
The shit still hits the fan.
And another life they take.

No, words don’t get it done.
They’re useless as can be.
A pen can’t stop a drone
nor does it help a refugee.

Children walk the streets
while I sit and write their story.
Mothers cry all over the world
and my words don’t stop their worry.

You tell me that what I write
will somehow make things right.
I don’t see it that way
as bombs light up the night.

Tell the people of Iraq
that I wrote a poem for them.
Explain that writing helps
to make their horrors appear less grim.

Talk to the people of Syria.
Let them know I feel their pain.
Tell them I penned a poem
about how their suffering is not in vain.

Oh yes, I write about all the problems.
And I compile a list of them.
But if my words were of any use
by now, this world should look less grim.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

But if my words were of any use
by now, this world should look less grim.

Well? Shouldn’t it?

I Have Never Seen A Rainbow!

KALAK, IRAQ - JUNE 24:  An Iraqi child pauses in a temporary displacement camp for Iraqis caught-up in the fighting in and around the city of Mosul on June 24, 2014 in Kalak, Iraq.Tens of thousands of people have fled Iraq's second largest city of Mosul after it was overrun by ISIS (Islamic State of Iraq and Syria) militants. Many have been temporarily housed at various IDP (internally displaced persons) camps around the region including the area close to Erbil, as they hope to enter the safety of the nearby Kurdish region.  (Photo by Spencer Platt/Getty Images)

KALAK, IRAQ – JUNE 24: An Iraqi child pauses in a temporary displacement camp for Iraqis caught-up in the fighting in and around the city of Mosul on June 24, 2014 in Kalak, Iraq.Tens of thousands of people have fled Iraq’s second largest city of Mosul after it was overrun by ISIS (Islamic State of Iraq and Syria) militants. Many have been temporarily housed at various IDP (internally displaced persons) camps around the region including the area close to Erbil, as they hope to enter the safety of the nearby Kurdish region. (Photo by Spencer Platt/Getty Images)

I have never seen a rainbow
nor have I ever smelled a rose.
My home was bombed so many times;
dust clouds my eyes and nose.

I have never held a puppy
nor have I ever played jump rope.
But I have dived for cover many times
and prayed and held onto hope.

I have hoped and prayed for peace
but war is all I’ve ever known.
I have cried so many times
since my father and mother are gone.

You, who are in the West!
Have you ever thought about me?
Do you know that I am human?
And that you made me a refugee?

When next you play with your children
and you bring them home a toy,
remember, I’ve never had a teddy bear
because I am not your little boy.

I know that these are only words
and that you can’t see my tears.
But I think that you should know
you’ve laid waste to my best years.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

Written for all the little children of Iraq who have had their lives torn asunder thanks in part to bombs and drones and CIA trained insurgents that I paid for through my tax dollars. These children have been turned into orphaned refugees with nowhere to turn and yet, we here in America are having no problem shopping for teddy bears and puppies and other toys for our children. We can look up at the sky after a good cleansing rain and see a rainbow, but is that what the orphaned children of Iraq see? Do they have puppies and teddy bears to play with? And now Obama has signed for more U.S. soldiers to head over to Iraq since, according to him, he has no idea what to do about the shit that America got started over in Iraq. But are those of us in America paying for our victim-filled crime? Only with our tax dollars and still off to the mall, we go! We’ve got some teddy bears to buy!