For William S Burroughs, That old Bull Lee In the hope he lives on Eternal. In Fear of Thanksgiving Day 2021 Thanks for the impossible meat And the death defying slaughterhouse Workers, that risk life and limb Soul and healthy lung tissue In the pursuit of the Great American Right To gobble chicken Tenders and scrabble In the white and dark Meat for the wishbones And plastic gizzard bag That melteth upon Rookie cookers Bone dry fou(w)l Flesh Put there by the Sacrificial hands Of undocumented Underpaid Unappreciated Workers. This land is not your land But the dirty work is all Yours, baby: Kill my bird Batter it Fry it And deny it. We will be lucky to Get a nuggie Thank you Mr. President No one can afford The meat, not even stuff This dirty. Thank you for the loan Of this vast and beautiful Land, so we could make a Mockery of its beauty And run through it With oil pipelines And endless highways So that the restless May roam Forever And write On The Road and Grapes of Wrath and Shake Yer Moneymaker. Thank you for Robert Johnson And the Reverend Gary Davis Thank you for Elizabeth Cotten And for Dink, may she never Be Forgotten! Thank you for Old Ma Rainey and Thank you for Dean Moriarty Thank you for Townes Van Zandt And the Thunderbird Bum Wine With which to toast 'em! And thank you for Wolfy and coyotes And the giant paws of black big cats That leave pawprints around my camp In sight of all, but seen by none. They are mostly hunted and dead now The finks and the JimJims didn't dare Let them live in their brutal honest Bloody vitality any longer. Thank you for the rebels, For there has to be some good Left in the world. Thank you for the free thinkers The drinkers The shooters and weepers. Thank you for the free breathers The questioners, the tree climbers The tarot card readers That see the hanged man Yet fear him not. Thank you for the socially anxious For whom social distancing is a breeze They shall inherit the shaking bare Bones of this world, while the bold Make merry in Valhalla, Lifting a tankard to the Deep fakes The great lakes The death of freedom Under the guise of safety The police state that Tells ya how you may Party Walk Work Live Die Thank you for Everything, even dreaming That has been outlawed As being not for the greater good! Long live the American Dream! The American Dream is dying! Long live the American Dream! It is in bed with the Devil And it's children are all crying. Thank you for the crackheads That they still shuffle their Own path Thank you for the homeless That sit lightly on this earth. Thank you for the abandoned The lost and the forsaked Thank you for the mistrusting The theorists and the 'Different Take' For they are the one eyed Eternal Fools In the paradigm of the blind. Where questioning is held Perversely as s a sign Of Evil And all that goes along with it Show us your arms, Freeks! Show us your Credentials! Show us your cards Your Q.R Codes And your immunity Titer differentials! If we have the right To Bare Arms Do we have the Right to hide 'em? Thank you for the demise Of privacy We are all much Safer Now. Thank you for Firewalls For the infinitely Brave Cancellables Thank you for the New buffalo herd That live So we may have more To kill. Thank you for the Whistleblowers That shone a Light on Mealy mouthed Pinched faced Supremacist Christian Ills. Thank you for the Soldiers Whose battle is Not to fight. Thank you for Inflation Gas prices And the long Cold winter nights. Thank you for the tustles With the basement trolls. Thank you for the City's hustle. Thank you for the Past With it's endless herds Of leaded gas guzzling Cars. Thank you for Walt Disney Niki Minaj And all that's pretty. Thank you for what May be the worst Nightmare That could ever be Cooked up In the damaged psyches Of the terminally Greedy. Thank you for the Bores The sanctimonious And petty Thank you for being on The 'wrong side of history'! It never felt so good to be So bad! Thank you for not giving A fuck. Thank you for a heart That is glad! Thank you for the Broken supply routes The stationary semis And the dockers That want to sit Not Strut upon the piers Unloading The missing plastic tat That fills up the Landfill poison Pits Thank you, Thank you Thank you For all of it!
I don’t watch the news anymore! I need to keep my self from throwing something at the TV. I need to stop shouting at the people that we elect to do what is good for us and realizing that they are only trying to get re-elected forever.
I hate all politicians. None of em are any good x