Saturday, July 16, 2016

Groups that kill by Cassie Kinney

Don't be part of a group
Or a Religion that kills,
Conquers, lies.
Nor one that stifles,
Demoralizes, perverts,
Or punishes.

Monday, July 11, 2016

Criminal justice system by Cassie Kinney

The criminal justice system
Is carried out by white supremacists.
They maintain class inequality,
Likewise justify racist policing.
It punishes a person's character and failings,
Rather than the system's structural limitations.
But it's hard to make a system good
Without that money to operate it.
Gotta have a budget for that,
And then cut that budget in half.
Balance the budget on the backs of the poor,
While holding them accountable
In the name of meritocracy ideology.
It has become a multilayered bureaucracy
To pay for a scheme of things.
Increasing the sentences,
Increasing the fines and fees,
To pay for the system that perpetuates
A matrix of domination.
When money goes to war and policing,
Resources are taken away from teaching.

17 Reasons So Many People Have a Mid-Life Crisis in their 20s (article)

This article is funny and relevant to me. Click the link below to read the full article.

17 Reasons So Many People Have a Mid-Life Crisis in their 20s by Ted Pillow

Saturday, July 2, 2016

America, the Distorted!

Holidays of months
categorize our plans.
We put expectations
On the people in our lives.
Children associate candy inside eggs
With the Resurrection of Christ.
The beginning of Summer:
We celebrate our Mothers,
Then Fathers, as if it's not enough.
We'll buy a card signed by us!
July 4th makes rednecks cum:
Shooting off pyrotechnic devices,
Drinking beer by grilled meats,
In the name of false Freedoms
Overhead of bloodshed landscapes.
America the Distorted!
O America, the perverted,
The misogynistic and nescient!

The land darkens, dies, and hibernates.
We dress as our alter ego,
Visiting stranger's houses for more Candy.
Only to eat half and throw away the rest.
We pretend the next holiday
Is about giving thanks,
As we sit across a slaughtered bird,
And pretend pilgrims and Indians were friends.
Perils of carols,
Wretched wreaths,
Satin sheets of snow
Around a Nativity scene,
With Santa on the rooftop.
As if kids need any more gifts and candy,
We make sure there is always a holiday,
A reason to sell to get you to buy.

A ploy to get you to spend,
And buy more for the landfill.
What do you buy people
That already have everything?
What more could we really ask for?