Every Vote Counts
What is the world coming’ to… where in the world are we runnin’ to
Some of you, don’t know what I’m writin’ for body bags and toe tags but
What are we fightin’ for… if you really want protection you have to vote in every election… Take time to think about your selection because this country is in recession
It may sound crazy but it’s real you can go to the doctor but can’t afford the bill
And we the people can’t even the score… there are two types of people the rich and the poor Our troops are still going to Iraq $pending billion$ of dollars and they ain’t all comin’ back
And with every shot fired the gas prices continue to get higher… they say we live in the Richest nation but still we can’t afford medication we’re taking, who’s really listening… They’ve fixed incomes for our senior citizens the people who worked hard all their life… and They still don’t get treated right
We don’t need to be on welfare we need to be provided with better health care
You have to be serious about your vote we don’t have a lot of things…but we have hope These are the states united But to this day we’re still divided
By race…class…sex…and religion you have a say so…in this decision
You have a choice…but are you gonna choose it If you don’t use your vote…you’ll Lose it And it’s your only ammunition…to pick a politician Put them in the right position…to Change our conditions It’s up to us… but we still have hope
Let’s make a difference … it counts…if you vote
J Ebon Proctor Sr
ConsciousOnePoetry
lovely. yes it does
and thats why i keep my kids with me as much as possible
Votes for the primary has been tallied
Obama campaign has rallied human involvements
And Hillary Clinton cathartic wonder signal a women
Being offered up by the conservative wing on the right
People scream we have no idea who leads us to the light
Political or economic Change so we investment in speeches
And are invited to revisit the old policies and lies that lead
To bridges to nowhere and to IRAQ and woop da du
What if any one of them face the American public
Answered the calls of the old ingenuity and looked at factory
The American industries as RFP request for proposal
The massive ideas coming to reflect upon the mind powers
Solving those very problems like changing from whale oil
To the fossil fuels to the electric grids to the photo electric cell
That they get beyond American experience of lie, deceit, vice
The very wake of past elections; focus on three epochs of
Development coming from the plantation liberated by
The industrial revolution where steel became the next
Great American master and the Iron, foundries, coal smelting
Plants rose from Pennsylvania and Andrew Carnie became
The American Baron to rise ahead of the crowd and master
The American University of ideas and paved the way for
The great US Steel and it’s rolling tracks across the breath of the land
Redefining what the parries had been to Conestoga wagons
Showing how the West was really won bed of steel
Pressed down describing the arms length and cubit
On each side of the tracks measuring twenty miles distance
North and south as it scrambled to connect the Atlantic
With the Pacific and the tea company was the left over
Tradition of the tobacco crowd by the coup which
Had taken over the colonial Empire and forced the British
To serve their own tea and snort Turkish tobacco snuff
So Mr. Carnegie gave meaning to the company and stock
Deals and the slick biding for the minds of the farmer
And America changed and the children flock to cities
And build the waterfronts and compete with the Erie
Crowd until the Ohio politicians rose their heads
Behind the new Oil baron who invented tricks that
Complement the rail and complete with Mr. Carnegie
So you say vote I say give America an economic
Identity and rest something upon the new philosophy
The oil crowd and the Rockefeller competition with
Carnegie and Melon is today’s politics. The Oil and
Support of fragments of steel and the combustible
Engine brought the second epoch and Henry Ford
With Rockefeller undone Carnegie old crowd of
Alan Pinkerton and Ole Abe that railroad Lawyer and
Their private eyes and secret service crowd
So we come to an age of assassination and stalwart
Republicans—those twisted sisters of intrigue
Are substituted by OSS and FBI and the new crowd
Of politicians serving the new magic call a Nation
And elections and politics follow and people
Build the mega-malls and companies become
Masters and the mighty masses dream to become
Rich and send their children off to college and
Leave the family and home front and become servants
To other masters hoping for freedom and follow
Rockefeller oil rigs all over the world drilling
For black gold and men selling their souls.
Creating havoc by dropping 5000 lb bombs
On villages and cries go up for the children
When hopeless men be voting and lost of even
Their mind for intellectual property is the most
Valuable asset of the people and if there is no
Asset to take there is no real politics. The taking
Of the wealth of the slave on the plantation;
The coolie and railroad gangs across the wild plains
And the wage slaves in the sweat shops and
Great company stores are the burden of the people.
Since thieves can’t past good title this idea of
Political revolution is a myth. But you got my
Vote for better thing to do. Jest you guarantee
It will be counted too!
Morris J. Peavey Jr.
Author of Mah & Family values
Ghettonomics Man & Myth [the religion of racism]
PS: who is your preference?
The lawyer or the soldier?