empty pockets? again or still?

empty pockets? again or still?

A Poem by keith
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empty pockets?
again or still?



we find ourselves
emptied pockets
clarence thomas
midnight dockets

we don't
need con-gress
we need pro-gress

make your list
check it twice
the environment
a throw of the dice

we need to make 
budget cuts
why don't we start
with your lazy butts

what? defund congress
supreme court too
and while we're at it
how about some bank bailouts
pork barrel projects
fancy state dinners
dod wasteful spending 
congressional health insurance
junket fact finding journeys
outrageous salaries
if minimum wage is good enough for us
time to tighten the belt
tax the richer than you and i
close loopholes giving 
money grubbing corporations
tax free years
no oil or coal
subsidies
tax the pharmaceutical empires
as much they screw us on price


the list goes on and on
there is so much fat
we can trim
we have earned our medicare
social security
benefits for vets

we can help the poorest
give shelters and food
medicine
mental health services
funding for vets
as we promised

there is no excuse for this country
to ever find itself
being held hostage
by far right extremists
repeal the tax cuts
on donnie's friends
return corporate tax rates
charge stock market profits

to hell with them
that choose to move
to other countries for cheaper costs
the krap they make 
isn't worth 
our time or monies


mint a trillion-dollar coin?
hell
make a bag full
won't solve our problems
but it will look good
 for now
until the world figures out
it's always been
play money

always has been
always will be
we are so 
goddamn wasteful 
a travesty
$10 for burger & fries
are you kidi'n me?


we are the problem
you and i
we continue to get
more than we need
hoarding treasures
gathering too many
toys
always out with the old
in with the new

life is not a joy ride
and leave the mouse alone!
 

© 2023 keith


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“we have earned our medicare
social security
benefits for vets

we can help the poorest
give shelters and food
medicine
mental health services”
Here! Here! Words of truth my friend. “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement walls”……abomination exists when compassion ceases to. This is not the country I knew. And Levon Helm…yes..I was fortunate enough to see and hear him in Woodstock, NY, where I spent wonderful times and made wonderful memories at La Duchess Anne Inn. Heard John Prine and Simon and Garfunkel in Central Park. Heard the real America once. I hear it in your words my friend. When did the mic drop on all of us?..Kudos and fingersnaps.

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