Behold, The Face Of Evil!

They picked him very carefully as all the world can see.
He’s easy on the eye and with a great personality.

Those who went before him set the stage for what would come.
He’s like a phantom in the night; we ask, “Where is he really from?”

Oh how little did we know, he’d bring destruction in his wake.
No Robin Hood he is, from the rich he does not take.

He’s a banker’s friend; a corporate tool who’s sent us spiraling down.
He hails from a gangster’s paradise in a city called, “chi-town.”

He’s led us straight to hell and he’s smiled the journey long.
We crashed upon the rocks as though he’d sung the siren’s song.

What’s left is barren land and the poor are all but dead.
Those who could not lose, put a bullet through their head.

The serfs are drudging painfully as they keep the rich afloat.
They’re scared to make a sound; they dare not rock the boat.

Their fate would be just like the rest; that’s not to be endured.
The Black man lent his face and the white man was assured,
that all would be as he declared; no detail left to chance.
The white man pulls the strings of the Black man in the manse.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2013 Shelby I. Courtland

The white puppet masters are pulling the strings behind the charming, smiling, engaging, false, fake-ass face of Barack Obama, a puppet bought with blood money. He is a willing tool for those who consider themselves to be the elite. They are nothing more than worthless scum, depraved, lying, greedy, deceitful crooks with no compassion or morality. They are why we are constantly at war. They are why people are working for poverty wages. They are why we have homeless, hungry and uninsured people in this world. The hopeless, sunken eyed, gaunt people of the world watch and they wait……and they die because billions of people, as far as the elite fucks are concerned, are expendable and don’t deserve to live. If you are reading this, then you are just as expendable to those nasty bastards as I am and they will soon make a believer out of you! Don’t think so? Wait for it and I feel that you will not have long to wait!

Just Sit On Your Worthless Ass!

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I will no longer post such missives

about how fucked up we all are.

We know the danger we face

and what we do is quite bizarre.

 

We pretend that all is well

as we ignore what we can’t bear.

The writing is on the wall

and obviously, you don’t care.

 

Don’t worry about a thing.

Just sit on your worthless ass

and pretend that all is well

while they plan the next big crash.

 

Don’t whine and don’t complain

and don’t moan about your plight.

You never tried to understand

that the rich are a parasite.

 

You just hated on the poor

and blamed them for being so.

But what you failed to realize

is that where they went, you too will go!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

 

For those of you who have followed this blog for some time now, I thank you for your support but I am done repeating myself to worthless shits that don’t get it and I am including myself in the ‘worthless shits’ category because neither am I doing a goddamn thing about any goddamn thing. Apparently, we are all sitting around waiting on something or someone to save us from ourselves. Ain’t gonna happen. And so I have started a new blog because as the saying goes, “out with the old and in with the new.” I will keep this blog up for those who are interested in reading the fact that when we are all dead from either GMO foods, or from earthquakes caused by fracking or from World War III or from homelessness, lack of health care or from any of the other myriad of reasons for our demise that we could possibly have done something about and we sat back and did nothing because that was the easiest path to take, archive to your heart’s content. There is plenty of information here. I will no longer be checking out the blogs such as this one as I am only going to ‘follow’ poetry blogs that are ‘deeply from the soul and from the heart’ but I don’t want to read about how fucked up we are when that is already known. I am not going to continue to become angry over our fucked up situation and to no avail. I need some goddamn sunshine in my life and I ain’t getting it by concentrating on shit that’s going to remain shitty and just so you know that I mean what I say, THIS time, here is the link to the new blog that I have created and there will be no “We are fucking doomed!”, nonsense headed there!

Thank you all and for those that continue the useless, uphill struggle, for I will not say ‘battle’ because we never got that far; one less voice will not make any difference. Carry ‘quietly’ on!

https://poetryandprosefrommysoul.wordpress.com/category/poetry-2/

 

 

 

 

…About A Needle’s Eye…

Who cares about a needle’s eye?
Eternal wealth is what I crave.
I do not care about the poor.
Let them lie in a pauper’s grave.

As you attend your service to god,
You believe in him, you say.
But if you had my wealth,
to whom would you still pray?

Cease with the pretense,
that religion is all about love.
You know there is no heaven,
and no deity from above.

Whenever sheep awaken,
a shepherd is produced,
To keep the sheep in line.
another coma is thus induced.

An awakened world is dangerous,
so we invented a fairytale,
to keep from you the fact,
that there really is no hell.

Could you be kept in line,
if you were wide awake,
and not afraid of any god,
that religion could ever make?

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

Matthew 19:24- Matthew 19:29
And Jesus said to His disciples, “Truly I say to you, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. 24″Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.”

25When the disciples heard this, they were very astonished and said, “Then who can be saved?”…

26And looking at them Jesus said to them, “With people this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”

27Then Peter said to Him, “Behold, we have left everything and followed You; what then will there be for us?

28And Jesus said to them, “Truly I say to you, that you who have followed Me, in the regeneration when the Son of Man will sit on His glorious throne, you also shall sit upon twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.…
“And everyone who has left houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or farms for My name’s sake, will receive many times as much, and will inherit eternal life.…

Now, ask yourself why the Wal-Mart Waltons are holding tight to their wealth. Ask yourself why politicians who avidly profess to being conservative Christians, continue to sell their ‘soul’ for money and tightly clinch to their chest, the bribes and kickbacks they get from lobbyists. Why are Bill and Linda Gates deemed such philanthropists but they are NOT so filled with love that they are concerned about ‘getting through the eye of the needle’ that Jesus Christ supposedly talked about?

Why do the rich seem to not concern themselves with a so-called ‘afterlife’? It is because they don’t BELIEVE in some unseen deity beyond the stars. They know better! But you’ve got to be kept in line, praying to god to fill your empty pantry so that you can feed your children while corporate executives swill the finest wines and eat the choicest of meats and delicacies. Why are they not concerned about getting to ‘heaven’, entering the Pearly Gates, meeting up with St. Peter, ‘getting through the eye of a needle’?

It is because this is all a lie! A big, gigantic lie to keep the sheep, docile with the hope that some deity is going to reward them for the hardships that they endure on this planet and not look at those who have hoarded all the wealth and rise up! Religion is a tool to control people and I’ve got to say, it IS working!

Wake up people! No one is going to rescue you or save you, but you! Stop allowing yourself to be controlled. The shit that the ‘poor man’s Pope adorns himself with could feed a small country in Africa, but you don’t see him refusing to wear it. If Jesus supposedly walked around, attired in a robe with a rope for a belt, is the Pope any better than ‘Jesus’? What is your bishop, reverend, pastor, rabbi driving? A horse and buggy or a Cadillac Escalade? Are they walking? Exactly!

Memorial Day!

Men and women died for those who hoard the wealth.
And that is why this weekend, we celebrate their death.

Eat your hotdogs, hamburgers, steak and baked beans
And pretend that you don’t know what war really means.

Display the stars and stripes and lay a wreath on a grave.
Our soldiers fought the enemy, oh they were so brave.

They sacrificed their lives for the freedoms we enjoy.
The enemy just won’t die, there’s always someone to destroy.

We celebrate the dead who need not have died.
We gorge ourselves on hate, intolerance and pride.

If the dead could speak to us, we’d not celebrate this day.
They’d question why a death in vain deserves a holiday.

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

Soldiers, keep fighting the wars started by the rich. Maybe one day, they’ll hand you more than $20,000 a year, food stamps and a flag to drape over your coffin. Yes, keep fighting and keep hoping for more and meanwhile, we’ll celebrate your sacrifice on Memorial Day. We’ll eat a hotdog in anticipation of ‘in loving memory’ of you because it’s only a matter of time before you’re in a flag draped box.

Inheritance

Blessed are the rich for they are ever so evil.
Blessed are the poor for they are left bereft.
Blessed are the silent for they are so complicit.
Blessed are the weak for they simply gave up.
Blessed are the apathetic for they are such fools.
Blessed are the humble for they are cringing and subservient.
Blessed are not the meek for they shall inherit this shit.

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

Don’t Worry, We Got This!

All around the internet, I see people wondering if Americans will wake up before it is too late. Save your breath because no matter what you say, it will fall on deaf ears. Americans cannot nor will they see that their situation is already beyond help. Even when millions cannot find a job and when food stamps have been cut for millions of Americans, Justin Bieber would have to tell them that the U.S. government tried to fuck up Ukraine and spent $5 billion doing it and still, it wouldn’t even register. The fact that Americans are lied to every single time a politician opens up his or her mouth is of no consequence when they tell Americans that there is no money to fund needed programs and that we must deal with austerity because of the deficit and yet, money can be found to initiate a coup in another country. Americans respond with, “oh dear me, another trip to the food shelf.” When Americans are told that cutbacks in education are necessary, this is met with, “damn, uze gist gawn be dum Jawny!” Translation, “you are going to be a dumb motherfucker Johnny and with no goddamn skills other than burger flipping, so get at it!”

Americans are hung out to dry by their representatives every single damn day and all they do is, “yawn.” You see, it’s just another bright, sunny day in this here fool’s paradise, in this rich man’s dream, in this poor man’s swamp where the needs of the needy are of no consequence and the desires of the rich are catered to. Let me put it this way, homelessness has become so damn much of a norm here that we just make up laws in order to feed them to the for profit prison industrial complex and then we forget about them. You know the old saying, “out of sight, out of mind, problem solved.” That is our solution to everything that we don’t want to deal with. Keep it out of my sight. Do whatever you have to do, but just get it out of my sight. Lock it up. Throw it away. Hide it. Make it disappear. Give me the illusion of Utopia. If I don’t see it, then I cannot become it. Fill my vision with glitter and glamour and all things bright and beautiful. Keep the ugliness at bay. I don’t want to deal with it. Give me a pill to keep me happy. Give me a pill to take away the pain of reality. I don’t want to deal with it, see ‘cause it ain’t hardly no fun. And that’s what it’s all about; fun, good times, laughter, high living, the surreal and not the reality. You see, Americans don’t do reality real well, oh not at all. The real deal, they can’t stomach. So, they must be continuously intravenously fed if need be, lies, half-truths, disinformation and they will eat that shit up and sit down and belch it out and still manage to produce a rose. That is how good Americans are at ignoring what they don’t want to know. Oh, Americans ignore quite a lot of shit. On a good day, Americans couldn’t even tell you what color the sky is, not on their own, that is. They must first check an app and please don’t confuse them by asking them for change. You’d only get a blank stare. And if a remote control can’t get it done, chances are, it ain’t happenin’.

So people, please stop wondering when Americans are going to realize that something is really rotten in America because they never will. Nothing is wrong. It is all in your mind. The lights are on in the gated communities and the lights are on in the prison industrial complex and therefore, all is good! We got this! We’re in control of our own destiny and never you doubt us good old Americans, not for a minute. You outsiders, pfft!, whaddayou know?

Like I said, “don’t worry. We got this!” Uh…on second thought, you might want to worry just a teensy weensy bit!

How Low Do We Have To Go?

DOW
16,478.41
NASDAQ
4,156.59
S&P
1,841.40

http://nbcpolitics.nbcnews.com/_news/2013/12/27/22072633-long-term-jobless-facing-new-year-without-aid?lite=

The gap between the rich and poor
increased by leaps and bounds.
Those who make up Wall Street
are winning all the rounds.

The knockout blow is yet to come,
for millions aren’t awake.
They fail to hear the cry,
“just let them go eat cake!”

What will it take to wake them up?
How low do they have to go?
And what about the jobless,
who’ve just run clean out of dough?

The thugs that represent us,
don’t give a damn at all.
They gladly kick the peons,
on whom they’ve dropped the ball.

Oh say can you see,
the fact that we are screwed?
When empty bellies rumble,
and the cupboards hold no food.

Don’t cry because you’re broke.
Just suck it up and learn.
Hard times, we’re meant to face,
and sadly, it’s your turn.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland

….and we are asleep! Jobless, ‘benefitless’, hopeless with nothing to lose and again, asleep.

Making The Case For ‘Povertenza’

I must thank Robert once again for bringing this to my attention.
http://thesecularjurist.wordpress.com/2013/12/12/affluenza-defense-in-texas-drunk-driving-manslaughter-case-exposes-inequality-in-u-s-judicial-system/

Why the sudden onset of ‘fluenzas’? Oh of course, to keep young white asses out of jail!!!

We are all familiar with 1.in·flu·en·za
1.a highly contagious viral infection of the respiratory passages causing fever, severe aching, and catarrh, and often occurring in epidemics.

Now, we have quite another ‘fluenza’.
1.af·flu·en·za
1.a psychological malaise supposedly affecting wealthy ‘white’ young people, symptoms of which include a lack of motivation, feelings of guilt, and a sense of isolation.

When I tried to look up ‘povertenza’, this is what appeared.

povertenza – did not match any documents.

Suggestions:
•Make sure all words are spelled correctly.
•Try different keywords.
•Try more general keywords.
•Try fewer keywords.

Surprised? Not a chance! You see ‘povertenza’ could be used as a ‘get-out-of jail’ and into therapy card for Black youth who live in poverty stricken inner cities. Of course, there will be no medical terminology associated with ‘povertenza’ because poverty in the Black community has been criminalized and so, povertenza will never be considered a medical condition unlike affluenza, that shit just cannot happen. I mean, who would we get to fill up all the jails and prisons, if not for criminalizing poverty in Black communities all across this country. We must have free slave convict labor and since rich white kids have affluenza, young Black kids have ‘criminalenza’ and therefore, must be put on lockdown, for their own good, of course. That is the ‘therapy’ for poor Black youth.

So, when a rich white kid commits a crime, he has a medical condition and it would be even more detrimental to his rich white ass if he was locked up with those who suffer from ‘povertenza’ and thus, he should just sit down with a psychologist who will offer him support and hope that he can somehow cope with being a poor little rich white kid who is just so isolated that he has no concept of right and wrong and when he does wrong, he must not be allowed to suffer the consequences of his actions, oh no! Not like the poor Black youth who suffer from povertenza. Affluenza is much more of a serious condition that needs treatment, not incarceration. We must have standards, you know! If we must invent medical terms to keep little badass rich white kids out of jail, then by all means, we will. However, this will not apply to those little Black kids in inner cities, who because they have been infected with povertenza, uh…well…there is just no excuse. They must suffer the consequences of their actions. This is Amerikkka you know.

Affluenza? Seriously? That is the most stupid shit that I have ever seen and I’ve seen a lot. White people never cease to amaze me with the making up of shit just to excuse their offsprings criminal behavior. They will make shit up and sling it until it sticks. This is a new fucking low even for this shithole called Amerikkka! More goddamn bullshit nonsense!

Public defenders all across Amerikkka, I double dare you to use this defense the next time a Black youth is standing beside you in criminal court on charges of stealing a loaf of bread. Cite povertenza as the cause and demand that povertenza be treated as a psychological malaise affecting ‘poor’ Black young people; symptoms of which include a lack of a quality education, feelings of low self-worth caused by racism, bigotry and prejudice and is a type of condition that needs therapy, not imprisonment and that if affluenza can be applied to rich white kids, then apply povertenza as opposed to criminalenza to poor Black youth. If that doesn’t work, tell the judge the Black kid stole the bread to sell for Nyquil because he had influenza. Hell! Try every fluenza in the book and out of it except for affluenza(we already know that one isn’t going to work)and see what happens. And get back to me on how well THAT defense goes over with the judge. Not that I don’t already know! I’m not that naïve! For the love of …!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This Is Not The Life I Choose!

….and so love is not a warm bed,
nor is it socks and shoes
and I must dig in dumpsters.
But this is not the life I choose.

They shun me and they look away,
and I just shuffle by.
And when I settle in at night,
I shrug and start to cry.

No one could possibly know,
how much pain I shield from them
by simply looking at the ground,
while I hum a little hymn.

I hold a paper cup.
And I hope for just some change.
There’s a sharp, cold wind tonight,
and my rags, I rearrange.

Will I get noticed on the morrow,
with a welcome from humanity?
And when the shelter closes,
I’m just another absentee.

I’m a leper and a loser,
a reminder that life’s a bitch.
Who out here would notice me?
Most assuredly not the rich.

Written by,
Shelby I Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

The Revolution IS Coming!

Quotes by Malcolm X

 

How can I be content if my brother is in pain?

I would not turn my back if I saw my sister slain.

 

The world has had enough and the rich will lose their head.

Those who try to stop us will lie among the dead.

 

Peaceful, we have tried and it only got us where?

The poor are over here and the poor are over there!

 

No corner of the globe will hide the thieves and liars.

Light a billion torches, fry their spying wires.

 

Rest is for the dead and we have no time to waste.

They must know real fear, they must have a taste.

 

The lords have played their hand and took our rights away.

Do you think we’ll get them back if only we will pray?

 

Stand strong and hold your ground, they cannot kill us all.

Tear down the corporate sign and breach the outer wall.

 

Progress will be made in one form or another.

The protests they have squashed and dissent they try and smother.

 

Hate has been their tool and we shall overcome.

They treat us just like dirt and they tell us we are scum.

 

No time to run, no time to hide, the stakes are just too high.

And when they come for you, you must fight or you will die!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

Ask yourself this question. Has the ‘ballot’ worked?