LIKE AN ISLAND

         

       LIKE AN ISLAND 

 

I’m quarantined 

Learning to love my aloneness 

Not concerning ceremonious womanliness, 

Maintain a harmonious

Fighting to survive intolerance, tight feistiness of ruin, 

from wealthy brothers and sisters. 

The poor give more than wealthy do

usually more generous of spirit 

poor pay higher taxes

Trumped by a white house orange debacle 

Citizens dying from streptococcal

symptoms - live in mass pandemonium 

people blind like they’re on opium

sanctimonious created fraudulent-ness

intolerantness speaks loudly, devoutly, profoundly evil

worldly unrest and upheaval 

quarantine inside my abode 

carry a heavy load

my body bowed

inability to unload

keep a heavy workload

dreading the next episode

of color code, religious code, computer codes

hate showed – 

snowed in about to implode

lifestyles eroding with each new foreboding 

will we ever overcome

see what we can become

if to love and tolerance we succumb

Solve Problem:  make humanity less dumb

Embrace love and tolerance 

Together, overcome 

Stop being overrun

beat my drum till that day comes

pray to raise awareness that love is everywhere

Love is everywhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ALL ABOUT THE MONEY, HONEY

I am Jewish, I am Woman,

I am Muslim, I am Buddhist

Call me names, call me whore,

pussy, kike, sand-nigger, 

call me what you like,

Psyche – I recall Third Reich

Name-calling, hate all about the money, honey

Don’t want to believe in sunny money

It’s bloody Sunday with money

Turn people against one another

Smarter people see – better believe

Keep us with our stupid little asses 

Dealing with petty shit

All about the money – money –

Rich don’t pay taxes

You and I support them 
With our puny little money

It’s all about the money honey

No reprieve, better believe

Rich not aggrieved, we pay more than they do

They like it like that

Make things perfect, we need another war, 

One more Vietnam – Trump’s a perfect mentor

not smart but listens-even though he doesn’t understand more

Trump listens, says what he’s told to say

Do things the money way

Before we all disappear, become who we no longer are,

like Handmaidens in Atwood’s novel

Or Station Eleven in Mandel's world,

Then it will be too late

It will be who we are – when freedom’s gone

It’s all about the money 

Money creates military

No sense being a pacifist since WWII

Recall how that got us here

Didn’t win us any points there either if you recall

Hate Jews more ‘n Blacks now

Jews on the Death Tax, It’s a fact

Take it up the ass

People at the bottom

Have nothing to show, 

Nowhere to go

Things done the money way

It’s heyday for the rich folk

People worked to the bone before they croak

The world we all know up in smoke

No taxes for multi-billionaire corporations 

Middle-class disintegration

A shakedown of global proportions

Desperation and confusion 

Our relation to better-off folk

It’s all about the money, honey

Prejudice has real results

Intensified by lack of trickle-down, 

Nothing left to lose

Live in Shantytown, USA

All about the military created by money, honey

Government Globally – controlled by Money, Honey

This is the world today, Honey

It’s all about the Money, Honey

Tired Of These Silver Gray Days

Another gray day just like yesterday

And the day before

Makes me wonder if it’s a sign of decay

If we’ll ever learn the way

Just like London

Everyday begins gloomy in the morning and

Later the sun comes out to play

Then by afternoon goes away

Everyday it rains like here in New York City

Watch silver skies and overcast

Stare out the plate glass window in dismay

While I sit and crochet

Imagine living in a chalet on Hudson Bay

Made of stone and glass,

Fine walnut cabinets with stained glass doors

Pull out drawers throughout

Sun streams through my sun porch

When it rains, I close the glass doors and watch

Fine sprays of rain descend

Dream I’m a millionaire – I’ve spent that much

Gypsies believe if you’ve spent a million you are one

A blue jay flies by in 45-degree December

My thoughts stray,

Want to defray the cost of living

Wonder how those worse off pay

Bills in a place so ill the rent’s

Three times higher than salary

Wealthy connive to create anarchy
Pray USA's working poor will survive

times are tough for the 99 %

Help me go & speak to Obama for the 99% & you!

I'm a poor artist surviving on a pension & SS. I'm seeking donations to go Obama's dinner so I can break things down to him for how it is for the unprivileged. I would love to have an opportunity to explain how hard it is for us who will never own a home, for those of us who live right in the way of people fracking our water supply so that in several years probably half of us will be dead and those of us who survive will be diseased. I would definitely like an opportunity to voice my opinion. I want to tell Obama how it is everyone's basic right to have adequate medical care food and shelter.

I want him to know that the poor need an expansion of social welfare programs like we had in the Johnson era and that he needs to stop giving big pay outs to people on Wall Street, that he needs to follow President Roosevelt's tactics when it come to taxing the very wealthy because the poor can no longer shelter everything plus pay for everything the rich want.

No one can afford their own apartment anymore. Where are people to go?
There's no jobs and what about the man who makes 23000 and has 3 young children and a wife? He pays taxes and can barely pay the rent.
Things are rough all around for the 99 percent.

For the first times in years - spending some time with the 99% in Zocotti Park and participating in their activities and sharing their space, I feel hopeful that sometime in my lifetime there will be change and more equitable distribution of resources, jobs, money for food medical care for working poor. I haven't felt this hopeful in years.

I even got to hang out with Uncle Eddie & Robin which was great fun. Robin said they'd traveled from West Virginia to be with their brothers and sisters. Uncle Eddie even accompanied me with his banjo when I performed the following poem. Very cool people.

Billie’s Consumerism Blues

What I find crazy is that none of this is being reported in the news. I mean why should we know that a grass roots organization has moved into a park on Wall Street or that this same grass roots population has the same type demonstrations going on in at least 50 more cities.

Yesterday at occupywallstreet.com I was surprised to learn that this occupation is going on in other cities simultaneously and somehow miraculously this news is being kept from our citizenry.
I was really happy to be there today and see so much going on. They even had a performance corner which I participated in which was great fun.

A lot of solidarity permeates the air!

Check the link below at Kevin Zeese's blog to see exactly where and spread the word everywhere to everyone you know:

occupy occupy occupy 
This is a great blog for disseminating information.
http://october2011.org/blogs/kevin-zeese/99-are-standing-everywhere-occupy-together

Celebrities Susan Sarandon and Michael Moore visit Zucotti park

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2042317/Occupy-Wall-Street-Michael-Moore-joins-protesters-New-York.html

Above is a profile of Uncle Eddie and below is Robin.

And here's Robin, his cohort in crime!

occupy wall street all day all week is the chant you hear!