In Memory…….

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In memory of the dead, who were sent to war
In memory of the dead, yet to be sent to war
In memory of the dead, who sent them to war
In memory of the dead, who will send you to war
In memory of the dead, who were bred for war
In memory of the dead, yet to be bred for war
In memory of peace that has yet to be the result of war

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

Do I really need to explain this???!!!!

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!

Don’t Even Act Like You Don’t Know!

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It has come to my attention that some white folks are wondering why all of a sudden, they are seeing some shit that they have never seen before. Oh, really! I wonder why is that! Like fucking hell I do! You see, for hundreds of years, whites have been hell bent on making life as unpleasant and downright miserable and ugly for any and everybody that had a permanent tan of some sort. The whites have reduced the Indians, indigenous to America to less than a third of their initial population count that was up in the millions upon millions before the whites landed here and murdered the innocent Indians, confiscated their land and indoctrinated their children into the white’s culture AND then proceeded to inform anybody else that wanted to come here that they must first apply for citizenship when the whites NEVER applied to the Indians for citizenship, they just killed them. Shot them dead and then glorified the killing of these people with the likes of John Wayne and Glen Ford and Gregory Peck riding shotgun with a wagon train attempting to get those innocent ‘settlers’ into hostile Indian territory and oh how disturbing it was to view the wagon trains that were wiped out and see the pale ass scalps of the pale skins lying all about the goddamn ground. Oh, those horrid Indian savages! How could they? Yep! That’s whitey whites take on the history of this here shithole! Just ask fucking sick and twisted ass Hollywood!

Those savage Indians just could not be got along with and so the ‘christian’ whitey whites just had to do what was necessary to tame and subdue the original inhabitants of this land; subject them to torture, maim and kill them. Round the remaining Indians up and put them on reservations where the whites could keep an eye out for any Indians that may look cross-eyed due to their situation being what it was. Never mind, the savageness of the ‘christians’ who just wanted to live in peaceful bliss with those savage ass Indians who refused to share this land with the white peacekeepers. Every fucking body knows that whites have ALWAYS been ALL about the business of PEACE! Just ask those pesky savage Indians! Ask the poor Black slaves that got dragged over to this shithole once the whites figured out that the Indians were not going to build this shithole up for them! Ask the Black people over in Africa and the other Brown people over in other Middle Eastern countries that have had the whites on their asses since day fucking one! Ask them if they’ve ever known the whites to get their big ass boot up off their goddamn necks! Ask ’em how wonderful, benevolent and kind the white ‘christians’ have always been towards them.

And now, some white folks are wondering why they are just now seeing what the Black and Brown population of this here planet has known ever since they saw the first white foot set said foot on their motherfucking land. Some white folks are just SO fucking bewildered now that there are Youtube videos of eyewitness accounts of white motherfuckers fucking up the goddamn day of said Black and Brown bodies all across this godforsaken planet! Ain’t that just a bitch? They are fucking wondering what’s about to happen to their ass! What’s about to happen to your goddamn ignorant, clueless ass is what has been happening to every Black and Brown body that the whites have been fucking up for hundreds of goddamn years! That is what is fucking happening! And about goddamn time, I say! So read the damn writing on the wall and don’t even bother to prep for that shit ’cause you ain’t gonna have time for that shit! No indeed, you are not! Your turn has come! We’ve been dealing with this shit for, AGAIN, hundreds of goddamn years and you white motherfuckers that’s just waking up are all a’gog over what you are just now privileged to witness! How lucky you goddamn Rip Van Wrinkles have been!

Sit up and recognize that your nap is being disturbed and how! Now fucking suck on that because you don’t like having your bullshit nap disturbed over some Black bodies that’s getting torn to bits every goddamn day but if you continue to see military vehicles arrive in a suburb near you, why “what’s the goddamn problem, officer?! This here ain’t the fucking hood! We is white bread christian America, doncha know!!!” I hope their fucking boot that’s been planted squarely on our necks for centuries gets shoved up your white asses so goddamn far that the toe comes outta your fucking mouth! Now, how’s that for a fucking ‘christian’ attitude! Yeah! I know! I ain’t even close to being as rotten, vile, nasty, barbaric and shitty as the peace loving ‘christians’ are but I promise to continue to work on it and that’s for goddamn certain! And AGAIN! Suck on that!

The New Year Will Bring A New War!

never ending war

The New Year will bring a new war,
because there is no other way,
for man to settle his differences,
and so it continues to this day.

When have we ever been at peace?
Can someone give me a date and time?
I’m not looking for a miracle,
just an ever hopeful sign.

If I don’t give you what you want,
then you exert your will,
over me and what is mine.
And for this, you choose to kill.

Those armed goons you send,
I counter with my own.
As we fight to the very end,
the results are already known.

There are solders standing waiting,
they stand waiting to answer the call.
And we make sure they know their duty
is to fight wars that will never stall.

I hear the echo of the flintlocks,
and I see the flash of bayonets.
Now it’s missiles, grenades and drones,
fired by young West Point cadets.

The scenery never changes.
It’s the same old battlefield.
There is smoke and there is carnage,
and soldiers dying from wounds not healed.

So look forward to this New Year,
as we continue the trends of the old.
We don’t want to live in peace.
Peace lies dead in a grave so cold.

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

Not to end 2014 on such a sour note, but I am a realist and I do not believe that somehow, an epiphany will hit our ‘world leaders’ and that they will come to an understanding that we all share this planet. They seem recklessly and seemingly hell bent on sending us headlong into another world war and if that happens, I really don’t see how any of us will make it through, completely unscathed, if at all.

Peace? We don’t even have a ‘piece’ of it.

I Vote To Keep Peace At Bay!

vietnam veterans memorial

Lead me on the path to war.
I vote to keep peace at bay.
Take my son and kill him.
Why should he live to see another day?

He died feeding the war machine.
So dedicate another wall to the dead.
Beneath this flag lies what’s left of my child.
“He died, honorably,” is all that they said.

The banners and the streamers look so fine.
The parade grounds do justice to the fallen.
Let us remember our children today,
as we shed a tear for their youth that was stolen.

It need not have come to this.
But for some strange reason, we never learn.
We think it our patriotic duty,
to feed war while peace, we spurn.

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

Why is it that we stand at a wall dedicated to dead soldiers and shed buckets of tears and then turn right around and continue to feed the war machine with the bodies of our children? And we have the nerve to say that we know of love? Are you serious? How can you know of love when you send your own flesh and blood off to die for some rich shit to enjoy the spoils of war and for some defense contractor to continue to churn out more missiles and tanks and drones? You vote for the same shit that sends our sons and daughters into harms way and yet, they themselves are exempt from participating in that which they start and are as exempt from dying in wars as is their sons and daughters.

You stand in line to vote because you are stupid, brainwashed, delusional and hypnotized by patriotic bullshit. There is nothing more patriotic than peace and peace will be non-existent so long as we continue to vote for that which sends us off to die. And we don’t really have a problem with that because if we did, we know how to stop it. But we won’t. So, go ahead, vote, vote to continue to send our children to fight and just what the hell are they fighting for? Democracy? Peace? Freedom? Democracy, peace and freedom will never be found at the wrong end of a missile. And you can’t grasp that? That’s why you’re standing in line voting, because you’re stupid!

My Heart Won’t Let Me Vote!

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My heart won’t let me vote.

I reject brutality.

Bombs are not my choice.

I’d vote for peace, universally!


And yes, I throw my vote away,

as I have done so every time.

When I stood and pulled that lever,

I’ve voted to cast my lot with slime.


How many war crimes I’ve committed,

in my name due to a vote.

So much blood has flowed, unchecked,

by all the wars fought by remote.


I have never armed a thug.

Nor did I cause someone to die.

But if I vote just one more time,

then I’ll have to answer for that lie.


Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2014 Shelby I. Courtland









I haven’t posted for awhile because I am just too afraid. Can you imagine that? Me! Afraid?

Well, you see, I had my computer blow up on me and I’m not trying to have that happen again. Apparently, I’ve been a very, very bad girl and since everything we type on a computer is going to spy central, and every telephone call we make is also going to spy central, what the hell! Nothing is secure. Nothing is safe from the spies and so I am afraid of being considered a domestic terrorist and sent off to Guantanamo or some unknown prison hell in some other country and denied due process. I am afraid that I will become like Edward Snowden, a person without a country. I am afraid that I will end up like Chelsea Manning, locked away for 35 years without a hope of early release.

We are not to stir the pot. We are to fall in step and not question. We must not question authority. Our government will not hurt us if we do as it dictates. Never question governmental authority. Accept what is being shoved down your throat and remember to always wave a flag as that is what the true patriot does. The true patriot is loyal to her country and would never think of her country as in the wrong. America does no wrong. America can do no wrong because America stands for freedom and democracy and human rights and peace and justice. America is a benevolent and giving country. It has never harmed even a fly. Its people get along. There are no homeless, hungry or poverty stricken people in America. Everyone has access to decent health care. No child is inadequately educated. No child is left behind. America is a christian nation founded on the belief that “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness, AS LONG AS YOU ARE A RICH, WHITE MALE!”

America is the land of freedom.

We came, we saw, we conquered, peacefully.
We needed laborers and we stole them, peacefully.
We thirst for oil and we bomb for it, peacefully.
We are the torch bearers for war, peacefully.
We create conflicts everywhere we go, peacefully.
We desire peace, our brand of peace, peacefully.
We love the world and we show it, peacefully.
We are the world’s benevolent benefactor, peacefully.
We demand that you bow to America, peacefully!
We are ‘exeptional’. We are Americans!
Oh and we are full of shit!! Didn’t you know?!!
Peace to the world from America! “Peace? Out!!”

Damn! Am I full of shit or what?! Fucking peace!

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

The Beast Must Feast!


She has a soul as black as coal.

And even in twilight, she is midnight.

She has a smell like the stench of hell.

And on the East that beast must feast!

She lays waste to a world that pays.

Her hunger is a never ending wonder.

She takes and never learns from her mistakes.

Such a beast is the vilest curse of peace!

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

Run Wild And Free!


Search deep inside your soul.
Unlock the purity of your spirit.
Watch it spread its wings and soar,
as you let go of hate and fear.
Turn the tide and embrace love
And watch the darkness fade away.
Peace will be yours to know.
The light of love will begin to grow.
And the child you used to be,
shall once again, run wild and free.

This one forced its way out and I for one am glad that it did because it is needed FOR me. Recently, I have written much on hate and blame and the horrors of what many people are facing, but I must also realize that only ‘love’ can bring us all together. We must strive for love. We must look inside ourselves and find that purity that we were all born with. We were once so innocent and we were taught hate and evil and all things dark. We must somehow find our way out of the darkness. I know only too well that when we look around, all we see is darkness but it should not consume us. As long as we are alive, there is always a chance at new beginnings. If the rulers of this world refuse to look for love, then we will.

Peace and blessings to each and every one of you and please, try and spread love!

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