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A little Auden from my Zen Calendar

We would rather be ruined than changed,

We would rather die in our dread

Than climb the cross of the moment

And let our illusions die.

- W.H. Auden

passengers on a death train

passengers on a death train
the more things change
the more they stay the same
life is like tears
falling in the rain
when you're living on the death train
food prices rising
gas prices insane
It's all downhill
no one to blame
we're all just riding
on the death train

Fear of Everything

How do you know your plan to terrorize the American People is working?

When they're afraid of airplanes.

Charlotte-Mecklenburg Schools on Monday suspended a 17-year-old Hopewell High School student for flying a plane over the Hopewell-North Mecklenburg football game.

The move came amid parent concerns over how a student could so easily rent a plane and fly it several times just above a packed stadium Friday night. Though some dismissed it as a prank, others in the stands feared terrorism.

[...]

Hopewell parent Chris Derrick, seated in the bleachers with his sons, initially thought the flight was planned by the school.

"Then we started thinking, 'This can't be right,"' Derrick said. "Normally, there would be some type of an announcement."

[...]

North Mecklenburg parent Beth Plummer said she feared for her family's life. The plane was so low she could make out its numbers and the faces of the pilot and passengers.

"In this day and time, you think terrorist attack," she said, "and whether someone's coming out to hurt us."[link]

Someone is gonna hurt us!
Oh me!
Oh my!
Airplanes falling from the sky

my little mind
so full of fear
I haven't thought
for over a year

I hear a noise
a clanking sound
whenever I
look around

Everything
is terrorism
even this
admission
is tantamount
to terrorism

---

I can't think
and
I can't see
blinded by
hypocrisy

everything now
is endless fear
and violent death
there's not much
of my old life left

---

Even at a football game
in the middle of nowhere
I'm full of fear
because the terrorists
might be there

they might be fans
of our small town
and want to burn
our stadium down

they'll start out slow
with a flyby
and then it'll be
time to die

Fear Fear Fear
is all I see
I just do what
the TV tells me

Thunt.net Poems recognized by Truth about Kos

I'm bloviating and full of myself once more. at least right now. Because my humble little poems, typed by my humble fingers (with help from my humble editor) and featured on my not too humble website, have been recognized by the "Truth About Kos"... which is really cool, cause I just found his site and the information he's been putting out about about Markos' early history and his self-proclaimed "six months" at CIA (once CIA, always CIA) recently and it's just a thrill to be recognized for my work. (and to think that my humble poems contain any quality at all.)

This excellent poem comes courtesy of Thunt.Net, a member of the "Truth About Kos" family of blogs. (If you hate white supremacist apartheid blogs and CIA applicants, then your blog is a member of this family too.) This poem wins our "Truth About Kos" Poems Contest, at least until another one is submitted. Because, "The truth is mightier than the Kos." [link] [link to poems]

Thanks again. :>

if Kos was CIA, this is what I'd say

so you didn't know
Kos was CIA
another shill
who gets his pay
from corrupt folks
who run this show
they must control
what you know

-----------------

momma don't let your babies
grow up to be sellouts
their hand enlarged
their brain poured out

-----------------

the biggest political site on the net
was controlled by government

it's no big deal
our leaders say
creative finanacing
is normal these days

and should be ignored
by many it will
it's tough to swallow
such a pill

the biggest lies
are always true
but you will take
a different
point of view

-----------------

so the blogosphere's leader
is a horrible fraud
it's just another
act of god

so please ignore
this corrupt mess
your media
has failed its test

even in the backwoods
of the blogosphere
the time is near
for unending fear

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you used to worry
about bandwidth bills
now you're a puppet
of bill and hill's

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we sold netroots
to the highest bidders
at least this way
we'll be with winners

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money money money
kills all it touches
wipes away all goodness
and replaces it with farce
your free media
is now ours

-----------------

you can't have
sites tell the truth
we'll buy them out
and make them moot

-----------------

you cannot allow
the people to think
even for a minute
or half a week

you must control
all they know
and that is why
they run the show

the show's for us
to keep us in line
and make sure that
we have a good time

truth is for those
who are rich
not for you
you sorry bitch

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