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Oligarchy

Oligarchy

A Republic
A Democracy
An Oligarchy
An Aristocracy

What are we
Who runs us
Are we free
What is the fuss

I can tell you
A government ran by a few
We should be bitter and blue
But who understood and knew

We live our lives
Enjoying it all
And our kids and wives
As long as we play ball

Everything is fine
Until you ask real questions
And lights will shine
On the underlying tensions

Small groups control
Our economy and government
Remember the grassy knoll 
And all the other uppercuts

These groups are self seeking
And they are underhanded
Lying when they are speaking
Stealing all they have demanded

This is the rule of the elite
The rule of the nobility
The rule of cronyism
And the rule of nepotism

A leadership class rules
Stealing everything
Thinking we are fools
Accepting their sting

Sting of war
Sting of economic disaster
Sting of epidemic
Sting of climate crisis

The same people rule our country
And is it better or worse
Neither are we hungry
Nor are resources scarce

But for many they are both
There are riots in the streets
Crime and murder that we loath
Brough to you by the cheats

Mark my words
It is too late
They will reduce us by thirds
And that is our fate

Words or Change

Words or Change

A poor writer
Making pennies
A nail biter
No reflection of my abilities

Easy to pick up coins
To buy a cup of coffee
Crouching through my groins
A simple activity

Between two fingers
Pinching the coinage
Showing my butt to admirers
Just wanting a beverage

But writing is hard
Taking much energy
Pick and discard
Much synergy

Creating rhyme
Or paragraphs
To make a dime
And a few laughs

It is the same pay
Picking up coins or writing
I am not eating from the buffet
PB and crackers is exciting

The life I have chosen
To entertain and savor
No riches or acclamation
But one I favor

Madrid

Madrid

I wandered Madrid
Enjoying the sights
Believing I am El Cid
A beloved Spanish knight

Fighting not for blood
But time
A tourist stud
Searching and seeking in rhyme

So much to see
For two days of travel
And I was free
At my pace to unravel

All of the great destinations
Sitting in courtyards and plazas
Sipping coffee on vacation
Recalling all Spains mighty causes

Fighting Muslims invaders
Discovering the new world
Subduing the English pirates and raiders
Surviving Fascism as it whirled

Spain had endured
From good times to bad
Unsecured to secured
Moving past the dictatorship fad

Reminding me of Don Quixote escapades
One of my favorite operas and books
He is fighting villains on his crusade
There is more going on than it looks

He is fighting a noble fight
To stay pure and true
A beacon of light
And a strong bond or glue

To the noblest of ideals
For all of the needy and depressed
You must hear his appeals
To be brave and pass the test

True to goodness
True to the humanity
True to the truth
True to God

Anything is possible
If you give it your best
Possible and best is compossible
With a holy quest

A holy quest for what is right
Maybe not popular
Pushing back the blight
As a holy swashbuckler

My mind ran through these thoughts
As I sat at Don Quixotes statue
And I was happy to bear the cross
And I remembered and knew

It should all be for God
The number one thing
And it is hard not to be a fraud
But you must cling to the King

No matter what
Or under any circumstance
You know it in your gut
Take a holy stance

For your friends and neighbors
For the born and unborn
God will reward your labors
And you will be reborn

Atrocities

Mankind is inhuman and cruel
We do not listen and obey
The earth is a precious jewel
And we have thrown it away

Murders abound
Since the time of Cain and Abel
Just look around
And watch your cable

Every single day
Someone is slain
People do as they may
Causing so much pain

Watch the same news
And war is widespread
Always a lit burning fuse
So many massacred and dead

Add in disease
And more are extinguished
Buckling us to our knees
No one is distinguished

Disease will find you
Where ever you may be
Covid or the flu
You can not hide or flee

At least your alive
Living a life of plenty
Just look at the archive
Many lives are not worth a penny

Some are malnourished
Some are exploited
Some are enslaved
Some are aborted

They are existing
For a period of time
Most are not resisting
It is not a crime

Abortion is legal
To kill a child
But not an eagle
Abortion needs to be reviled

How about the famished
Throughout the globe
Their needs have vanished
As we launch space probes

Spending billions
To go into space
Wasting trillions
For a space race

Race to where
Race to make the cut
Race to be fair
Race to what

What is a human life worth
How much do we spend
To save all humans on earth
Will this neglect ever end

Why do we not realize
This is not what God intended
Can you not hear the cries
Are you not offended