Fear Is Not A Halloween Mask!

 

Fear is not a Halloween mask,
 nor is it a walk through a graveyard.
Fear is waking up behind a dumpster
knowing that you can never let down your guard.

Fear is not ghosts and ghouls in fiction books,
nor is it a jack-o’-lantern’s evil grin.
Fear is having a pain in your side
and a nasty rash on your skin.

Fear is not a witch riding on a broom,
nor is it a cauldron boiling hot.
Fear is looking into an empty cupboard
and thinking of all things you haven’t got.

Fear is not a vampire biting on a neck,
nor is it a movie about a Nightmare On Elm Street.
Fear is the life you live of desperation,
hopelessness, misery and defeat.

No, we don’t need Halloween
to bring out the fear in our lives.
All we need do is live another day
to know real fear and why it thrives.

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

As this is Halloween, we tend to think of the usual things that are supposed to instill fear in us; from evil masks to scary, haunted houses while people are dealing with real fears; fears for their children’s health and wellbeing, the fear of wondering if they will have their retail job after the coming holidays are over, fear that there will not be enough food for their families and fear that they will not be able to keep a roof over their head. There is so much to fear even as we are bombarded with advertisements on the whores of Hollywood and what unique costume they will be sporting and how they will celebrate lavishly at some party somewhere while millions of people are damn near destitute, hopeless and wondering where their next meal will come from.

We have all contributed to what we see today. We have stood silently by and watched this all unfold, but since we still have Facebook and Twitter and Instagram and whatnot, we don’t really have to look up from our iPhones and take a good look around at what is going on. It is a sad shame that we call ourselves social creatures just because we peruse ‘social media’ every single day as we become more and more removed from each other than ever before. So, don your costumes, go to your Halloween parties and post the pics on Facebook. Tweet along with our stupid and ignorant president about what a great time you had and tomorrow when the costume is lying on the floor, when you’ve received 200 ‘likes’ on your costume via Facebook, please tell us how much better off your circumstances are and that of your neighbor.

“Jesus! A Minute Of Your Time!”

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Some nights, when I cannot fall asleep,
I do not ask the Lord my soul to keep.
Once I believed, but I do not believe anymore.
He never heals the sick or feeds the poor.

His ‘holy’ men just take the tithes from fools,
who by rights should get a refund from their schools,
for believing in a fairytale of such bull,
and pretending that an empty cup is full.

If I once believed in God, that ship has sailed,
nor can I pray to a man they say was nailed.
For if they did exist, why have they ignored the cries
of all the ‘holy men’ who spout tall tales and lies?

Their brainwashed flock, they will believe,
those who get paid to lie, con and deceive.
And who promise that the sick will all be healed
and that Blacks will not be jailed or shot and killed.

Next Sunday, look at the picture on the wall.
Kneel before it and in a deep, southern drawl,
say, “Jesus, a minute of your time!”
“Why is Black skin at the scene of every crime?”
“What wrong did we ever do to you,
“that would make you hate us for it too?”
 “I listen to your word, oh Lord on high!”
 “So once again, I have to ask you why?”
 “If you exist, and there really is no sign,
at how much evil, will you finally draw the line?”

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

Another Mentally Ill Decorated Iraq War Vet Goes The Fuck Off!

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The estranged wife of a decorated Iraq War veteran arrested in the killing her mother, stepfather and brother told authorities her husband suffered from post-traumatic stress and was becoming increasingly delusional, according to court documents released Monday.

Roy Murry earned a Bronze Star for valor as an Army National Guard sergeant in Iraq, where he was severely injured by a bomb. He has had a series of run-ins involving weapons with law enforcement officers since his return from the war.

Murry remained in custody after surrendering to authorities on Saturday, four days after the home of his wife’s family was set on fire near Colbert, Spokane County Sheriff Ozzie Knezovich said.

The three bodies were found with numerous gunshot wounds on the rural property.

Here we go again! Was it only a few days ago, I blogged about a military motherfucker that tortured and murdered his own daughter on a military base in Hawaii? Yes, indeed it was! And I stated then that this shit would continue. These military motherfuckers are fucked up in the head and are coming back and killing people as though they are still at war in foreign lands. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times, you cannot turn a person into a cold-blooded killer and then just change his surroundings and expect that he will change. They’ve got access to weapons, so that’s no problem and they are touted as heroes and warriors; these protectors of the empire. They are not coming back gunning for Obama and the other war hawks that are out for everybody else’s blood and every other country’s resources, assets and whatever else they can get, they are killing their own family members in ‘cold blood’ just as they killed those in foreign lands in ‘cold blood’.

Oh, it is all such a tragedy when they bust a cap all up in their family’s ass, but we don’t pay heed to why it’s not such a stretch for them to look upon their family members with cold dead eyes, just as they viewed the people of Iraq and Afghanistan and anywhere else they are sent. So when next, you head to the airport to welcome your killer family member, home, keep in mind that there is blood all over his hands and he can’t wash that away, but he sure as hell just might add yours to it. Something for you to consider and I wouldn’t take too long over it either. This motherfucker riddled three of his estranged wife’s family members with bullets and then set the house he killed them in, on fire. Is he still a hero? A warrior? Are you going to thank him for THIS particular service?

They Are Not After Me!

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…and though I rage at the system in place,
at my own inadequacies, I don’t want to face.

When I turn away from a homeless man,
I know that I am not doing all that I can.

And how many times have I helped the victims of hate?
When have I found myself stepping up to the plate?

When I ask myself, “What about the sick and the hungry,
and what help did I offer to a strung out junkie?”

When bombs are dropped on innocent heads,
they say, “Look at all the tears she sheds!”

I stand around and cry crocodile tears,
and then I shut the door on all my fears.

I am so afraid of the horrors I see.
For if they are busy killing you, they are not after me!


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

Keep thinking that ‘they’ll’ not be after you! ‘They’ intend on handing each of us our ass on a platter. It is just a matter of time and time is what we’re all fast running out of! Just look around you, the world is on fire from Gaza to Iraq, from Ukraine to Qatar, from Libya to Afghanistan, from Syria to Darfur, from Yemen to Somalia, from Pakistan to Venezuela, from Honduras to Guatemala, from Detroit MI to Stockton CA, from the tunnels of the homeless in Las Vegas NV to the homeless street walkers in Atlantic City NJ, from the slums of Calcutta to the sweatshops of Bangladesh and they are coming for you and for me!

I Heave A Sigh!

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I heave a sigh for the hungry children,
who will go without a meal tonight.
I heave a sigh for the sick, old man,
who’ll be dead before morning’s light.

I heave a sigh for those who are jobless.
And for the ones who are out on the street.
I heave a sigh for those who are in cages
and for whom the word freedom, is obsolete.

I heave a sigh for a world in distress
because the needs of the many aren’t met.
I heave a sigh for the broken and forgotten
and for the homeless Vietnam vet.

I heave a sigh because my pen runs dry.
My voice is silenced by a deafening snore.
I heave a sigh because I don’t understand
why we cannot help the weak and the poor.

…..I heave a sigh!!!

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

Food stamps have been cut AGAIN! The hunger problem in America is about to get even worse as food shelves are already stretched. The programs that help those in need, including children, are being gutted every time there is a new budget deal struck between America’s two sets of thugs, the DemocRATS and the ReTHUGniCONS! The military budget is more important because killing will always remain America’s top priority. And for those who are caught up in a never ending struggle for survival amidst all the lavishness and decadence displayed by the ‘powerful’, who grin at your plight and spit in your face, I heave a sigh and my pen is drained from bemoaning your fate!

Tears Stream Down My Face

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Tears stream down my face as I take a look around.

So many I see struggling just to stay above the ground.

A human spirit fights but the blows are just too much.

The callous and the cold; no love will ever touch.

With frightened, pleading eyes, a child looks up at me.

She is only five years old and she’s called a refugee.

Her country is at war and she does not understand,

that people kill each other just to get the upper hand.

Another child across the sea is homeless in her way.

Her mother lost her job and the rent she could not pay.

With frightened, pleading eyes, a child looks up at me.

She is only five years old and she’s called a refugee.

Yes, tears are in my eyes and I hate the world I know.

Where little children suffer and are not allowed to grow.

When the sick are left to die and the greedy have no soul.

They never see the hungry when they hold an empty bowl.

A world in pain and agony; a world in mortal sin,

and everywhere you go; there’ll be a child who’s weak and thin.

Another world there is of pomp and circumstance.

No Cinderella’s ball; it is a never ending dance.

What jewels are on display; fountains flowing with champagne.

And a child looks up at me and her eyes are full of pain.

Yes, tears are in my eyes as I see no hope at all,

and above her little head, a bomb’s about to fall.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

Exit Stage Left AND Right!

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They can exit stage left and right, these clowns must be replaced.

The world stares in shock while America is disgraced.

 

Our house is not in order and the senate is a mess.

Obama’s in the garden where he’s lying to the press.

 

Exorcise these demons; someone please go get a priest!

Was it only last month, they were going to strike the East?

 

Congress is insane or they need some holy water.

Round them up and lock them up, don’t let them cross the border.

 

These lunatics are dangerous and hell would hesitate

in claiming them for sure since the devil closed the gate.

 

The fools are on this ship, bravely holding up a sign,

Saying, “open up the zoo or we will start to whine!”

 

The seniors and the sick were thrown beneath the bus.

And the parks are back in business since the fools put up a fuss.

 

Either this is an asylum or Titanic never sank.

We just might be both and you can take that to the bank.

 

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

“It’s hard not to believe lunatics have taken charge of the asylum in Washington,” the newspaper The Australian.”

America is diminished by the standoff,” the editorial continued. “Government shutdowns, debt defaults and the shenanigans witnessed in Washington have no place in the world’s superpower.”

China, which is America’s largest creditor with $1.28 trillion in U.S. treasuries, went as far as calling for a new world order — a “de-Americanized” model.

“World leaders are saying, ‘Get on with it and get this resolved. It’s not just about you,'”

“This isn’t the time to be tap dancing to the mid-term elections in the U.S. This affects everyone.”

 

Countries all over the world are exclaiming over these pompous assholes playing their games while the stupid peons whine about visiting the parks and the zoo. Those in other countries are wondering if it is time to look to other countries for leadership and sanity because we just ain’t it, we’re just shit!