The Advice Capitalism

photo by the author
If you are reading this poem on a phone, note that the integrity of the lines, a major feature of poetry, is not displayed properly. Many if not most get cut short because of the small screen.
Under Fire
Lake
with the hatred that rules society.
I’m on a mountain.
Each new tap on the shoulder crosses worlds
Snoopy rides,
but I’m into the fire
large out on the floor
from all the spiritual dawns.
You hear the spiritual advice at the Roxie?
Knock it off.
I’m a tourist information booth.

Everybody has left the United States.
We are beached on a poem.
There’s nowhere to turn.
I’ve fucked up.
I’ve called poetry in on its job.
I can’t even show you the poem.
You’d fight me for it.
Guaranteed I’d lose my job,
and I’d be homeless again.

What’s these great stakes?
Snowball,
we’d watch it rise downhill,
until my boss heard about it,
our not allow four dogs landlord.
Can I call them on it?
I can describe their preferences
that would reach the limit at this poem.
How much help they’ve given me
would end there.

What I am sayin’?
I’ve got a poem to knock your socks off,
but you don’t want to read it
if you’re a normal American fanfare,
if you reach deep in your pocketbooks
to exploit people,
if you make hell the end of the game
for non-Jesus people.

Can I get away with murder?
I have to be careful what I say.
I can’t open my mouth
in poetry.
I wanna see my dogs,
and I wanna live again.
Can you blame me
for self-censorship?
This isn’t fair.
I suffer.

I do not understand capitalism.
It won’t accept another way of life
that makes sacrifice a way of life,
sacrifice for your brother
and sister in life,
sacrifice to the better in you.
We’re beached on whale,
and even communism beaches there
and our church’s regard.

Come on Sacrifice Capitalism,
the laissez faire don’t believe in,
can we change the world there?
I have a hunch.
Before profits we ask need,
what’s best for the community,
and can we have humanity please
considered too?
Can we grand the whole world
in business decisions
so that animals matter
and the breath of our life trees,
what about for our island
Fort Myers Beach?

Sacrifice Capitalism
ladies and gentlemen.
Work out the details
school children in role play,
every business leader.
The profits take a backseat to need.
Can we get there?

Not even to a poem
I cannot show you
because you would not let me do it,
be a poet on live,
talk about the weather,
and political Christians
control the weather
that bursts apart in our minds,
and money rules the show.

I can’t spit out the juice.
I’m not exactly at fault.
Do you believe in poetry?
It’s just somethin’ to report to your superiors?
Now I need everybody to take a deep breath.
Is this paper weight?
A ninny of a poem,
a filler for time shares.
Wanna see the real thing?
Wanna see it?
You do?
Do you thirst for it?

I’m on a bank of the Lord
deliverin’ the paper.
A big decision,
and I’m not safe.
Ask you another question.
Glory did somethin’?
Whoa my poem just went in the air.
It’s gonna take some doin’
I rush this right through.
I’m 33-years-old,
givin’ out a lot of free material.
They killed him.
Damn,
you got your hands on me.
Do you get me my poetry constituents?

Fire in the yard,
I’m gonna put some poetry someplace else,
a whole nuther anthem from here.
I don’t trust you.
You’ll kick me out for poetry.
You won’t even give me a chance
to bring my dogs to town
my poetry has made you so mad.

This is the price you pay for poetry.
They take from you what you love.
They make you know you must comply
in the bowels of the truth
and keep your poem from the public mind
that would change minds.

“Faiths Are Only a Doubt”,
or whatever title it bears,
the poem I’m waiting for
to set the record straight,
is blowin’ in the wind.
Can you capitalism that?
Can capitalism show that?

Pieces of Truth

Donald Trump official portrait, 2025 (public domain)
Do me a favor,
blind yourself to where you don’t see.
There was an executive order here
that pit man against man,
shot men
and arranged to murder more.
Can we look at the oligarchy?

I’ve seen you in rivers of hate
you just think you put on for show.
Make a wide trench
and make that the border with Mexico
and fill it with orders and snakes,
great big alligators.
Did you say this to your aids?
The orders are to shoot people.
That’s illegal Mr. President.
Then shoot them in the legs.

I don’t think anybody understood that.
A mean joke you say.
It was the reality he thought about,
never mind the children that crossed too,
the grandpas and women with babies,
any ole human being that wants a better life,
and you said he was joking.
Let’s put the death penalty all along this land,
press people to use it.
We’re gonna make them pay
a blood lust so dear
you love the president for it.
I’d reach for the psychopath in the room
and don’t give him arms to kill people.

Can you see the character of a man that wants to kill?
That’s the president,
and you think he’s joking.
Let’s appease Hitler, shall we?
He hasn’t become the meanest man alive,
what we realized
after the fact.

Now ole Trump’s got an agenda.
It’s not to make America safe.
We put our egos where our mouth is.
America first means Trump first.

You don’t know the national politics
that makes your ego identify with its nation
like it’s you.
It’s a constituent landmass.
The ego is made up of such as these,
your gender your identity
or a race and a peoplehood,
sexuality if yours is the odd man out,
and the gas it all of religion.
I can name more.

Let’s put the most powerful nation on Earth
Trump first,
never mind the responsibility
of being your brother’s keeper.
Higher ideals no longer apply.
We are selfish and revel in it.
Fuck the world
you dirty bastards,
is that what this all means?

Is that how a kid sees it?
How many would share their toys?
I don’t think you’re lookin’ at the younger generation
and what this means to their grow up.
Can I kill people momma
if they make me mad?

Sit with yourself a moment.
If Trump could kill his enemies would he?
We’re talking about the character of a man
that lets hate rule his room.
Seething with ill will,
he justifies a nation.
It don’t come out right.

Can we cross this again?
History has put these men in power over and over.
You’re flattered.
He has the character you wear,
mean-mouthed,
hate this person and that individual.
Send them all back to China!
Okay you put the mass in power,
it’s not gonna be a good human being rules yah.
I think even the Bible makes deacons exceptional.
Now tell me again the Bible makes place for him.

I don’t think you’re lookin’ at dictators
that steal the hearts and minds of the mass
and just please your undeveloped, brass nature.
Every nation lives like this,
and that’s why we call it populist today.

Oh what pride the Nazis wore
in their cruelty,
in their disregard for human life
and diversity,
and they all wore the nationalism pin
and wanted you to behave like them.
Can we take a step backwards?
Can we just almost commit suicide
with the power we’ve given one man?

You don’t see it, do yah?
Look into his eyes.
There’s a killer there.
I don’t know what history will unfold,
but this man can’t be right
in the history books of tomorrow.
Revel in him now,
praise his name;
you’re on dangerous ground.
He’s got the end of the world in his eyes.
Can you see it?

No, he won’t stage that.
It’s just what he’s made of,
the world leader of selfishness
and this is mine.
He won’t bring the apocalypse,
nothing close,
but we will be so embarrassed
as Americans
when his power comes to a close.
MAGA hell,
he brought shame.

There is something
ninja.
He can walk around
clothed in a smiling president
and assassinate so many people’s lives
with deportation,
the death penalty,
and bring it on climate change.
Wow,
there is something.
He’s not my most selfish person in the world.
He’s not my most selfish.
To Earth
had this lion king thing,
except maybe I’ll get on the other side.
One caught right here:
definitely not a good person.

You’re not gonna find anyone to build your snowman for yah
that froze all cooperation missed their forgiveness key.
Can you see that children?
He just broke in my house
and stole all my transgender people.
They must evoke the 5th Amendment or die.
You’re gonna stay there
and hope we have policy changes on Earth.
I’m pregnant.
Oh my God the 14th Amendment’s in there,
right at the moment of conception.
I tell yah an embryo’s not a person yet,
even if they have the right to be.
You can’t see what you’re doin’,
takin’ the Constitution as the folly in the room,
what tells lies.

I’m sure you don’t like talkin’ to me,
but I’m the medicine.
It’s not that human
I’m talking about.
You got too much action,
storm as big as he is.
I think you and I see a woman
stand in our shoes.
Take themselves very differently.
That’s not a pedophile.
That’s a lover of children that does not molest children.

Don’t be so wrapped up in pronouns
or who’s speakin’ the poem.
You savvy a woman speak?

In his vital.
You don’t know the breakdown of the human being.
It’s not a mind and body problem.
A vital being fits in there
just as pretty as you please,
mitigating between the two.
If we knew this we’d understand gender discrepancies,
and we’d never discount the body.
I have a mental male,
vital female,
and physical male.
What do you got?
Do you see where it all adds up?
Don’t get mad at it
and cut if off.

Do you see the human being?
We didn’t go to the same place.
We went to the four winds,
and it was diversity made us equal.
Did yah hear me Trump?
Let’s put white Americans on top
by making sure they stay on top
and get rid of every program that don’t
put them there.
I’m callin’ the shots—
systemic racism.

I’ve gotta get off this island
and give the right blues for my speak,
and who do I address now?
The oneness body of the United States.
It’s bigger than the world.

It includes every man, woman, and child
in the world.
Can you see that oneness big?
Not in an amalgamated mass.
We give each person their personhood
and allow them to be Americans or whatever.
They’re just not more important than Nicaraguans
as human as they are,
but we know they can’t all be Americans.
We just differentiate with love not hate,
or at least goodwill.
Do you know the difference?

Inside a nation we see the world.
The nation’s not greater than it.
You’re just not lookin’ at the world right.
You’re lookin’ at it in terms of you,
like your ego’s your nation,
and you can’t even get that right.
No oneness circle there, is there?

Are you the center of the world or what?
It’s so complicated in here.
I’m standin’ right in the center of the world don’t you see?
And that’s the fault of everyone.
A common language like them best,
the same culture,
and we are so wrapped around skin color,
racial features.
Hello you there and me,
fellow white people,
or maybe it's
black people,
or all Native Americans.

Or maybe religion gets your dick?
We all come from the same hole,
and it’s a blessed hole, is it not?
We are oneness speakers,
how we identify with our beloved group.
They’re in the center of the world with us.
Are we just gonna drop oneness in the sand?

If you can identify with a nation you can identify with the world.
We are all there don’t you see,
in the oneness yard,
even Trump,
but not his hate,
no one’s hate.
A poem has made a bill of it,
showin’ the world his,
like it’s what he does the executive office with.
There it is.
Give him the shoes of a savior?
You’ve got to be kidding me.

If we get into the deep roots of the poem,
there’s an imbecile here,
and it’s not Trump.
I can see him so clearly because I’ve failed mine
in great dark rooms.
Shut up my speaker said;
you are so pleasing to your humanity now.
I’ve gotta tell yah
I don’t have room to talk,
but can we still meet at poem’s end
I’ve shown you some truth?
It doesn’t make freeways,
but it lights up a path, you know?
And we’ve got to get hate out of the room.
That’s the item we wear.
Do you hear me Trump?
A self-reflective nightmare,
I voted for this one.

Gardening deep in transition’s ways
a like broadcast.
Its own title
shows its inadequacies.
I don’t know how many people voted for Trump,
but I’ve offended half the nation.
Half the nation,
I haven’t pleased them in liberties.
I’ve just damaged their pride.
I’ve lost my way
they say.
I can’t get Trump right.

There’s a man there that loves his nation
and doesn’t want the government to interfere in people’s lives,
unless you’re a part of the groups he mentions
he thinks have slammed the nation
or committed heinous crimes.
He’s a figure standin’ up to tall water
and not afraid to speak his mouth.
He loves kin and family.
He champions Israel.
This is a good thing in a world that needs Israel,
and he sees the war with China
to make them back down
and be careful with him.
He’s not a filibuster
that excites for war.

He’s tempered there,
and he may bring the cost of livin’ down.

Part of me would vote for him too
if I didn’t have my eyes open on human nature,
studying you.
He’s mean he’s cruel,
and we don’t need that.
We need to be kind to one another
and learn how to get along.
Isn’t that what you teach your children
in Sunday School?

I think you’ve lost your moorings
from the true reason Christ came.
It wasn’t to judge the quick and the dead.
Now you’ve entered him into politics
like Trump represents him,
like you want to take over politics,
not likin’ gender fluidity
and gays teachin’ children
and another host of stuff,
but can you just stop a minute
and study right and wrong,
the fundamentals of it,
be good to one another,
not just your group or clan?

Do you really want a theocracy?
I know that
will destroy our nation.
I’m talkin’ to power.
It would take another three thousand years
to get it back
the way we wanted it,
people themselves have a nature like Christ,
and they get along.
Can you hear my foot school?
We don’t need against the law.
We need love one another
and be good to each other.
Isn’t that the law written on our hearts?

Goodness rises from within
when we open to the best in us,
the highest.
We need the liberty to do that,
because it’s trial and error with each of us.
It’s not a religion we are trying to cement on this planet.
It’s help your brother and love.
It’s be kind to your sister
and hold her up.
I know you want everybody Christians,
but where would that lead us
truthfully, honestly?
It won’t lead us there.
You’ve put Trump in that place
as God’s helper.
Okay is he there?
What attracted you to Christ to begin with?
Is that Trump?

Would you put Trump in God’s shoes
that’s the way God acts in the world?
Is that what you want your children to emulate?
Does Trump’s behavior satisfy some raw nerve,
or is it really the highest in man?
We need high right now not low
from our president.
Do you hear me now?

We Live in Borg

Photo by Donny
The bio I sent you at the end of Chapter 3,
that’s Neale Donald Walsch
you think so,
and not even Donald Walsch thinks so.
This product is will,
and I've seen what I'm talking about.
I speak of spiritual experience.
When I say
the other states of consciousness,
I've worn them.
This is poetry central.
This came from the heart,
a poet’s withstand silence.

Come off the planet
I taste good.
Revel in speech.
Pull the nightshades down
and amplify the Word.

This is good music,
on top of its bar.
No one knows where it came from.
It’s a divine hearing speech.
It’s got candy-grass in it
and real diamonds.
It’s an incredible blast of good.
It’s sits in the sunlight and sings.

We know it handles.
We know it’s good for us.
Let’s not stand and break this.
Let’s give it our particular attention
and put it in the wind so it can circulate.
It’s divine word speak,
and it comes crashing down on your consciousness
like a message from Heaven.
God is good, you know?

Let’s see what else she floats.
30 doctors took something else.
There is no separate people no more.
Do not sit conversion therapy.
We drink this.
I can’t tell you it’s real.
Where is the confusion
you want to convert?
You want to convert them to Christianity.

Is that a life choice?
Is that real?
The language of G.I.
hairdresses these guys.
It is a power and a snake.
It is not a bridge to forever.
It will not land you in paradise.
It has mountains that you cannot cross.
It doesn’t hold your hand.
It wants you only to obey.
How good is that?

Can we fit Jesus here?
He would not be allowed in church.
He would be asked to leave.
He would not celebrate Mass.
He would not live by the letter of the Law.
He would be too open and honest for people to use.
He would be seen with the wrong sort of people.
He would be colorblind.
He would be around children.
He would rock the boat.
He would love even the sinner.

Jesus would shelter a pedophile,
give comfort to an axe murderer,
would not give up on them,
would stay on their side
all the way to change.

Where do you go with Christianity?
To the hatred of the day.
It’s not a religion
that brings you to God’s love.
It’s a belief system
that ends up in hell.
It creates a God
that will upend creation
and put the overwhelming majority of its people,
the men and women He has created,
to be put in the worst pain imaginable
without end.

Now we look at God.
Who would do that to his children?
What kind of monster are we talking about?
There is no greater monster.
There is no greater pain
than this monster gives.
What a snake in the hands of love.
What a Jesus pile.
And you want to worship this?
This will right the world?
This will make us clean?

Now tell me again why God loves us.
Because we spooked a formula in God’s name
and put Jesus at the center of it,
and if we don’t do this we die
that horrible death
that kills us forever?
For God so loved the world
He put everybody in hell
except some chosen few.
Do you really believe that?
Why?
Do you want to?
That’s salvation?

Conceptualize God’s love.
Would that break the fence?
Incredible on land,
it would hate nobody.
What’s wrong with you you can’t see that?
Ah, a God of punishment has got you there,
of eternal hellfire.
You’re not safe with Him.
Can we see that has structured society?
Do you know what that does to your psyche?
It’s the bottom line of God
in so many religions’ think,
and we put society together accordingly.
That’s impossible.
That’s inhuman.
That’s why we’re there,
where the world sinks
in inhumanity.
Now God is love see.
You love God see.

The Gay and Lesbian Switchboard,
that’s the callers sayin’
good idea
let’s remodel Christianity
it doesn’t hate anyone;
it showers love on people;
morality is not eternal damnation.

Let’s sing together
the way God loves us:
without reservation;
there is no judgment involved,
and there is no punishment involved.

This will happen:
arrest
a lot of non-Christians,
and you would say their hate speech
is what got them in trouble.

You don’t know what’s comin’:
America the Christian police state.
Nobody knows it’s comin’.
It will be disguised until it’s there.
This is the tyranny of the majority,
and it will rely on Christianity
to put its proper in place.

I’d like to tackle this by the horns.
I’d like to show it to you.
I can’t even get out of my blog.
I can’t get past the liberal thinker.
They’re not liberal when it comes to me.
Here they meet the conservative
as bloody partners.
And that will become
the American police state.

You don’t know what I offer you.
You don’t know what I’m sayin’.
I’m all over this page
so we keep from blowing us up.
I’m tryin’ to tell you to stop
hatred before it’s too late,
and you think this is counterculture?
It’s how we survive.

You was the right wing country
Soldier of the Year.
Consider parts and machines too.
I don’t have a legitimate taste.
Where is the movie shop?
Maybe I missed it.

Look on there.
Somebody has called the pedophile the wrong name.
They think he’s out to get them.
He’s tryin’ to pick up the pieces
of our scattered and dying love,
what in the 60s we celebrated.
How do we do that,
find this love again?
Where do we begin?
Put me in a public venue and I’ll show you.
Now, how hard is that?

Well I did bring in the schedule.
The one who was looking at me,
did you think I was just gonna go away?
Goddamn I’m
definitely on campus.

I had another eyesight.
I had a vision
that was clear as day
of the stars.
Piano
on earth
can’t play that melody.
No religion matches it.
Until we see this we’re lost in the sky.
Dogmas
become for us
the substance of religion.
We are too blind to see that.
Even our prophets miss.

Now turn around
and find God your own way.
Find God on the ground
where your life meets the Earth.
Find God in the substance of your stuff,
so God can change you there.
Now my very dear friend,
find God everywhere.
It’s the true Gospel
we live in God.

We live there very deep.
We are His kingdom,
and we are naked with Him in castle keep.
It feels good doesn’t it?
It feels wonderful
the genesis,
the love everlasting.

You’re not gonna see it
if you’re religious on this Earth.
Hello spirituality—
that’s the only way in.
Religion is books.
Spirituality is the hands on
the inner fire.
How many rites and rituals do you need
to find God?
They don’t work.
Just find God.

The encounter with God,
I want to eat that food—
this is the gay man over shadows and walls,
the one you sexualize
with your creation of him.
There is where we first start to see.

It was a clear Autumn night,
but we met with humanity’s problems.
We struggled to get there.
Fate lend a hand.
We are destinies of fate.
I soliloquy this to humanity.
It was a bright future watch out.
A pegasus steals the show,
one we cannot remember nor trust.
Alright who’s listenin’?

I have an access global official.
It’s time for me to run.
I’m beatin’ feet to the target.
All you letters of the Law,
you cram yourselves.
Will that open you up?
I’m sorry gently mean.
Will you please get your head straight?
We have a world to run.
We need to get business early.
We don’t want to become Mars, you know?
We don’t want to do that.
I want my MTV. [line heard sung, by Dire Straits, song, “Money For Nothing”]
Will you just dangle this hero
on camera news?
You don’t know what nuclear holocaust does to a planetary man.
There, I’ve said it,
my purpose in life.
I’m here to avoid that.
You get me Roger?
Ajax address these issues,
but Ajax also reflects personal choices.
Grand Central Station was a customize.
Yah heard me.
It would be Tangle
Newsletter gentleman.
Basically that’s it.