Everybody knows

I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion.

                
                 
                  
                   (I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.
                        Sometime we need to learn emotion and feelings
                        from people who lived a long life.)



                                    "Everybody knows"


Mr. President.

Did you see the gas prices?
Poor people making minimum wage won't be giving lunch money
to their kids.
Will be eating ramen noodles for lunch at work.
Must decide to fill gas tank or pay bills.

"Poor cities in the USA are getting the left over."
Do you give a s**t?
The bloody rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer.

Gas companies made biggest profit the past year ever by sucking the last dollar and hope
from the people. The oil company sells us the oil they bought six months or more ago at highest price they can get and no-one cares..

Where are you Mr. President?

"Was the fight already fixed."
We have a rich man president?

Everybody knows.

House representatives. 435 men and woman.

I saw your budget.
1.1 billion for food and office.
2.3 million per representative to live on.

How many people have nothing in your states?
How many people are homeless?
Are the schools teaching the future of the USA properly?
Do you walk your streets and see the pain?

No equality in the USA yet.
Babies being born in the poor cities.
With one foot in the grave at the beginning.

Wars are being fought.
No-one  knows why we are fighting anymore?

Contractors got 465 billion dollars and cost of war over a trillion.
The rich man knows why.
Poor man born to serve at eighteen.
Hell of a world!
When going to war is better then to swim in the waste and s**t.


Senate.

I won't waste words on them.
I hear "here or there of them."
A group of useless people serving their needs.


       I pray
I pray to the sky, the water and the earth.
Sent wisdom to the men in-charge.
Please insure all children have food in their belly.
Please lord of life and earth.
Insure all children have a warm bed to sleep in.
Please lord.
Give opportunity and strength to the people in need.
We need a miracle.
War and hate is controlling my world.
Please sent some Angels of love and peace to assist.
We could use them today.
                             Thank you 
   
I awoke with fear.
I fear for tomorrow.
What will our children have left?
What have we done?
I hated my father for doing nothing.
Now am I any better?
I believe I did less.
Will my children despise me for doing nothing.

It is time to yell.
Write to the leaders. All of them.
Demonstrate in the streets.
Gas prices will be $4.00 a gallon.
Poor man will pay for the greed of the rich man controlling the USA.

             Everybody knows.

Does anyone care?

                             Coyote

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Author's Note

I borrow a few lines from Cohen. In the old days words could change the world. Today money and oil controlled the world. It is time we all give a shit about our world. What will you tell your children when they ask. Why are people homeless and the world so hard?

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

Leonard is the soul of the human conscience~you couldn't have picked anyone better to open the wound from which your own pain flowed~
this is the world~ there are the few at the top of the madness perpetrating atrocious crimes against humanity~perhaps not on perceived grand levels of physical torture~ but one more insidious~ the wreckage of the human mind and the human soul~ they love to break the spine and create flexible consumers~ more and more are becoming aware of the manipulation and less and less are tolerating the injustices wrought by the greedy little control freaks~ sad to observe that here in this country we have elected them~believing/aching to believe every promise of hope and change when in the end "power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely"~ your poem is a call to becoming conscious HUMANE BEINGS again~ bravo~

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Another name for the elect of our government is "leaders." Quite frankly, I wouldn't want those bureaucratic bozoes leading me anywhere. They are leading this country down a path of destruction. We need to stop voting for politicians and elect trustworthy, compassionate common citizens into office; however, the politicians have seen to it that only the wealthy can hold office.
Next presidental election, we should all write-in Farmer Brown.

Great write! Loved your picture, too!!

[dreaming dame]

It's truly a sad story of how the world is. But we can only pray for guidance and knowledge to take these problems as they come. :) NIce write.

[Raven Starhawk]

This is legendary. It has beauty, grace and hard hitting reality thrown into the mix. I adore it through and through.

[Priyanka Natesh]

It is the exact situation all over the world Sir!The poor are only getting worse day by day...and who cares?It's pathetic....great poem.Thank you so much :)

[Dakota]

Amen and amen! Now print it out, stick it in an envelope and address it to pennsylvania ave!

[Kenneth The Poet]

I wish I had the faith you did, but I am glad it inspired you to write this awesome piece. We, the poets, are the keepers of the human conscience.

[RFD39]

good write

[Joiedevivre]

I love your politicized poems, we need more of these. Excellently written and reads like the masterpiece of petitions. Its magic that you can turn these serious issues into flowing, lyrical poems. What a gift! I hope these are published.

[JustNeedToBeHappy]

Articulate your anger, it's the only f*****g way :)