A Poem: Inuit Fate
A Poem: Inuit Fate
My little one the world has gone wild.
It is certainly no place for a child.
Your Mom is working three jobs and your Dad’s army boots roam.
As the government and the banks are kicking you out of your home.
Food Stamps are $42 a week.
You live on eggs, potatoes and beets.
And Cash assistance is $22 a week.
You can’t afford toilet paper so your underwear is full of streaks.
The cupboard is bare and there is nothing to eat.
And your parents can’t afford to buy shoes for your feet.
Because the government is the porkiest of all the beasts.
Who chops up the people and eats them at feasts.
In school they teach you to shut up and sit still.
So when the government comes you will not flinch as they cook you on the grill.
No more reading, writing or arithmetic.
Just brain washing as ordered by Cheney, first name DICK!
Children be vigilant and stay alive.
Your mission now is to survive.
Mark your calendars and remember the dates.
And serve all of the old cold hearted political bastards the Inuit fate.
Inspiration:
The though of that day when all the bad deeds by the people in Washington DC will finally catch up with them was my inspiration. They have eaten so well for so long it is time they be eaten. It is the nature of things, especially those things which eat so heartedly. It is the karma of Washington DC to fall. They could only dodge their karma for so long and then they have to pay.
And these are the worst economic times on families ever. It is not just a depression but one with a decade long war strapped in the middle of it. A war which for all intents and purposes our children have paid. Good knows the wealthy of this country haven’t. And our politicians are okay with the wealthiest people living in this country dodging taxes and hiding their money in other countries. What our children must think?
It is Lord of the Flies in DC and it is everyone involved. No one can distinguish themselves as a DC outsider as they are all running to be on the inside.
Inuit Fate
Like our children especially those suffering from Autism, elderly Inuit who no longer have purpose are put on an iceberg and the iceberg is broken and they are sent out into the cold sea to eaten by whatever is hungry. Anything from an Orca to a polar bear could have them for dinner. So too this should be the end of the current politicians in DC. All of them should be loaded up and put on an iceberg and left to die by whatever wishes to eat them. They no longer have purpose in this country.
Since politicians have neglected children who are autistic and new to the world so to should the politicians serve this fate. And every politician that is corrupt and neglectful of their weakest constituents should also serve this fate. Every single last bum in DC needs to be thrown out. They are dead weight dragging this country down and have been for the last 100 years.
As for the reference to Dick Cheney it rhymed. Not that he isn’t a bad person but it was an easy rhyme.
Poem
I wrote another simple poem. And there is no malicious intention to the Inuit population. I do realize the troops are coming home for Christmas but to what no jobs or homes? And how long before they are all called back up to go back into the fray? My guess is not to long.
We used to be a society of key latch kids and this created a sociological phenomenon of children raising each other which was quite controversial. Now we are a society of homeless children or key less kids. What kind of future do you think this country or those kids have without homes? And how do you think they will treat the elderly when it is their turn to run the country?
