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~

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

"Yes, it is good to borrow from Cohen, for me a master ..
I used to write like this.. or about these things..You have spoken for a nation.
I love this verse:
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?"

time for a revolution here ? yes, a peaceful change needs to come.. loved this message.

I heard earlier gas could be $5 per gallon by June.. how many can afford this?!? This country is going to hell in a hand basket, slowly but surely unless as you say WE the people do not get off our a@@ and do something!

Chloe

[I've Killed Lions]

This poem hits some of the topics that needs to be hit. Good job with this great poem

[My Fair Lady]

Have I ever told you how beautiful I think you are... Brave and brilliant. A true Hero. My hero.

[Liza]

Coyote - you are a beautiful soldier - a warrior - with a heart and backbone in tact - you keep fighting for those that need their voice heard - thank you for caring and for sharing - making us aware - how things really go.

[ice]

Brother Coyote:
You picked an ideal poet to be one of your mentors..
Funny how when I ask people if they know about Leonard Cohen, they always say "oh yes, he is the one that sang "Suzanne", and that's all they know about him
.
"Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows"
.
Your poem says the fight is still fixed, and you give great honor to him, that sang the same type poem 25 years ago.
The fight goes on, and you never threw in the towel..the words here prove that.
.
"There is a war between the rich and poor,
a war between the man and the woman.
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war
and the ones who say there isn't."
.
You also said that in this poem..Keep shouting about all the "s**t" that still goes down..maybe some young people will get off their asses, tell the sheeple to go to hell..and take it to the streets. Peacefully , of course.
.
I enjoyed this poem, it brought my old evolutionary blood to the surface.

[Dark Empress]

Well written, great points. And why don't we all just stand up for what we believe should be done? I think like you do, if we can spend a trillion dollars on a war that has been going on for years why are people still homeless? Why do we have poor people in the world? Why is the economy so hard? Does anyone even care? So many questions and they go on and on.

Very inspiring poem. Very emotion filled too. Thank you for sharing.

[Brad]

whew, sing it brother, making those decisions now...exactly how many extra jobs can we work

[Cocoacandy]

wish that could be true today... words are meaningless to others who do not write. Today it takes an uproar, thousands of people with voices or written words do not stand a chance. The big man steps on them as if they were ants. it takes weapons of war, not weapons of peace, to get even a blink from the eye of the man... good work, keep it up hun!
*cocoabean*

[Alvin L. Kathembe]

what a powerful poem!the truth always is. And the truth is, "The bloody rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer." its not just in the USA,its everywhere...so,no,nobody gives a damn about you but yourself, and if youre lucky, those who love you.
Thats the way it has been, and I'm afraid to think thats how it will always be. Man is the most greedy and selfish being in existence, and in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings, nine rings were given to Men, "Who above all else desire power".they become slaves to their own greed, and it consumes them. And these are the men we choose as leaders. Thank you for sharing, its a very candid summary of our life today.

[iamkim]

It's good to know that there are still people like you who does not care for its own alone, but also do care for others, do look at others hardships and pain. I am not from USA, but I know how you feel as I also feel the same for my country. It is just so sad to know that we have elected leaders who doesn't even care to the one's they must be serving. I thought, they are called the "public servants" but I guess, it's not everyone of them deserves to be look upon.

You have written a good and strong poem.

Good job!