Rationing ProvisionsA Poem by Avery JamesA political rap-ish. Take it or leave it.I wake and bake and spend the day makin decisions and rationing these provisions to the intellectually poor. These streets are filled with mindless mannequins who have no idea what they believe in anymore. Have you spent a second watching the news? The country's in ruins and shambles from the bamblin' bufoon who previously held that oval room. Geo the Rio Grande of scandal and political affairs. If anyone, he'll see the man upstairs. Is he there? I say don't care and spare me the speech. This life is about the love you give and the people you meet- so just chill. Windless weeks pass, full of cheap thrills and still windmills. No energy for synergy in American belief. We don't have the manpower for such crisis relief. Relying on helping hands and soup cans- raise your head and be a man! Not an American but it's product: Made in the USA with plenty to say backed by an ignorance rooted in pride. International gaps wide like government sneers. Nothing honest but consumer stress from out-of-pocket expenses on bombs and rockets when children are dying and grown men crying. Spilling tears on foreign soil for oil that's ruining our environment? I won't be silent. B***h, I'm the bomb and you're not losing s**t. © 2009 Avery JamesReviews
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Added on February 19, 2009Last Updated on March 26, 2009 AuthorAvery JamesOKAboutI am only a nick in time. Music is the blood in my veins. I want to enjoy this place. I do not judge or expect anything from you, as long as you do the same. I love to laugh and make inappropriate jok.. more..Writing
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