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LETHAL TWINS

Two One Way roadsigns indicating opposite directions over blue sky - confusion concept

Automobiles and road rage
Alcohol and steering wheels
Texting and driving
The Military and U.S. Steel
Banks and mercy
Fashion and comfort
Priests and Godliness
Trade alliances and imports.

Republicans and The Constitution
Bigots and non-Caucasians
Christians and homosexuals
Unbalanced equations.
Elitists and human flaws
The rich and the poor.
Anger and loaded guns
You and the Jews next door.

They are naturally equal
But they’re exactly opposite
Sometimes they balance
But often there’s no sense to it.

Attorneys and justice
Lobbyists and compassion.
Science and the church
Trust and politicians.
Monsanto and private farms
Pipelines and ecology
Fracking and water rights
Minorities and majorities.

Hope and desperation
Citizen’s rights and Tea Party
Media and integrity
Politics and morality
Free enterprise and monopolies
Censorship and free press
Freedom of expression
And illegal social duress.

They are naturally equal
But they’re exactly opposite
Sometimes they balance
But often there’s no sense to it.

A FAIR PRAYER

A FAIR PRAYER

I’m a deeply religious person
And though I don’t believe in cursing
As a spiritual individual
It will do no good at all
To try to take my rights away
By telling me how I must pray
And who I have to pray to.
You couldn’t if you wanted to
Because I have the Constitution.
So make a New Year’s resolution
To shove those thoughts, however dumb
Right back where you all got them from.
Consider this great advice of mine
And shove them where the sun don’t shine.

Free is the way for me.
How much better can it be.
Freedom in perpetuity
That’s what you can do for me.
Get all the rich folk taxed equally
Leave all the rest of it up to me.

This country started long ago
The founding fathers made it so
That nobody could push us around
Or run our beliefs into the ground
And yet for several hundred years
Some were beaten about the ears
Because we did not drink from the chalice
Is somebody else’s golden palace;
Of preachers in their fancy duds
Who hang with well-connected buds
That make the laws that work to pry
Our freedom away and let us die
By collectively saying and assuming
If we aren’t their church, we aren’t human.

Free is the way for me.
How much better can it be.
Freedom in perpetuity
That’s what you can do for me.
Get all the rich folk taxed equally
Leave all the rest of it up to me.