Posts Tagged ‘los ladrones que mandan’

Acting Grown

August 18, 2018

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll stop choosing money
over flesh and bone

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll send compassion
instead of drones

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll pick up a child
and put down the phone

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll take care of each other
and cast away stones

by Richard W. Bray

Selling drugs and guns and war

July 28, 2018

you vacuumed out your soul
now you’re trying make it whole

can’t hide the empty in your eyes
when lips are spewing lies

you deny the things you do
is there anything that’s true?

can’t fix the clutter in your head
can’t fix the people who are dead

pocket your profits — don’t keep score
selling drugs and guns and war

by Richard W. Bray

All you crazy dreamers

June 23, 2018

All you crazy dreamers
You silly, silly fools
Wanting Medicare for all
And parks and roads and schools

All you crazy dreamers
You’re such a bunch of clowns
Bitching and moaning
When our bridges fall down

All you crazy dreamers
You’re so full of boloney
We can’t protect ourselves
With rainbows and ponies

All you crazy dreamers
You’ll never understand
We blow up other countries
For a stronger Homeland

It’s a mean and scary world
If you really love your moms
You’d spend all your money
On guns and tanks and bombs

by Richard W. Bray

Maybe I’m a Russian troll

May 4, 2018

I’m Burning for Bernie
Nina Turner Rocks
I’m there for Sarandon
Right down to my socks
Power to the people is my ultimate goal
Maybe I’m a Russian troll

They took away the pensions
And destroyed the middle class
Ain’t a lot of sense in
Kissing neoliberal ass
Bankers gotta pay back everything they stole
Maybe I’m a Russian troll

Who’s the Resistance?
Here’s a little hint:
Always talking bout themselves
And ignoring Flint
Gonna take a lot of love to make this country whole
Maybe I’m a Russian troll

They’re sharpening their tongues
I’ve seen this film before
They keep talking about freedom
When they wanna start a War
I’m against a battle that’ll vaporize Seoul
Maybe I’m a Russian troll

by Richard W. Bray

selling loosies on the street is a capital crime

April 7, 2018

Trying to raise your kids
Living life and working hard
And you ain’t even safe
In your grandma’s backyard

The crooks in DC
Ain’t doing no time
But selling loosies on the street
Is a capital crime

They promise people hope
They promise people change
Politicians only care
About the stock exchange

The crooks in DC
Ain’t doing no time
But selling loosies on the street
Is a capital crime

Time to hit the streets
Time to make some noise
Cuz the people in charge
Don’t give us no other chioce

The crooks in DC
Ain’t doing no time
But selling loosies on the street
Is a capital crime

by Richard W. Bray

We’re the Neoliberals

April 4, 2018

We’re the Neoliberals
Making sure the hawks will soar
We celebrate our soldiers
By starting lots of wars

We’re the Neoliberals
We’re shutting down the stores
Haven’t cared about the working man
Since 1984

We’re the Neoliberals
We love the One Percent
If you don’t like Austerity
Get out of our tent

We’re the Neoliberals
We’re modern day pagans
We idolize the dollar
And we worship Ronald Reagan

by Richard W. Bray

Prison

March 10, 2018

At the turn of the (19th) century, a new legislation defined the power to punish as a general function of society that was exercised in the same manner over all its members, and in which each individual was equally represented: but in making detention the penalty par excellence, it introduced procedures of domination characteristic of a particular type of power. A justice that is supposed to be “equal”, a legal machinery that is supposed to be “autonomous”, but which contains all the asymmetries of disciplinary subjection, this conjunction marked the birth of the prison, “the penalty of civilized societies.”
Michel Foucault, Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison (pp. 231-232).

They’re not just gangs of kids anymore. They are often the kinds of kids that are called superpredators — no conscience, no empathy. We can talk about why they ended up that way, but first we have to bring them to heel.

Hillary Clinton

the people who continually vote in new prison bonds and tacitly assent to a proliferating network of prisons and jails have been tricked into believing in the magic of imprisonment. But prisons do not disappear problems, they disappear human beings
Angela Davis

I never saw a man who looked
   With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
   Which prisoners call the sky,

Oscar Wilde. The Ballad of Reading Gaol

The law is for protection of the people
Rules are rules and any fool can see
We don’t need no riddle speakin’ prophet
Scarin’ decent folks like you and me, no siree

Kris Kristofferson

Decent folks have got a right
   To say you don’t fit in
We’ll beat you and we bleed you
   Till you wash away our sin

We’re gonna break you like a beast
   We’re gonna squeeze the earth and sky
We’re gonna regulate your body
   And squish you like a fly

It doesn’t really matter
   If you rehabilitate
You legitimize our power
   When you bow before the state

We’re gonna break you like a beast
   We’re gonna squeeze the earth and sky
We’re gonna regulate your body
   And squish you like a fly

You don’t deserve forgiveness
   You can’t expect us to be nice
We worship hate and power
   And we claim to worship Christ

We’re gonna break you like a beast
   We’re gonna squeeze the earth and sky
We’re gonna regulate your body
   And squish you like a fly

By Richard W. Bray

one little push

March 8, 2018

Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free

Bob Dylan

you force yourself on others
your power breeds abuse
coercing our submission
you lit a righteous fuse

one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down

you’d sell your mother’s soul
you’d steal a beggar’s breath
trampling on the poor
making money offa death

one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down

trafficking in bullets
making nations bleed
our blood will feed the soil
you tried to bury us like seeds

one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down

by Richard W. Bray

Los ladrones que mandan

February 25, 2018

But, scarce observed, the knowing and the bold
Fall in the gen’ral massacre of gold;
Wide-wasting pest! that rages unconfin’d,
And crowds with crimes the records of mankind
For gold his sword the hireling ruffian draws,
For gold the hireling judge distorts the laws;

Samuel Johnson, The Tenth Satire of Juvenal, Imitated

The rich everyday exhort a part of their daily allowance from the poor
not only by private fraud but by public law

Thomas More, Utopia

Los ladrones que mandan

The thieves who always win
Extracting every dollar
From misery and sin

When tyrants, kings and pirates
Lay the land to waste
Los ladrones que mandan
Will always get their taste

Tax you, fine you, frame you
Guilty any way you plea
Los ladrones que mandan
Lock you up for living free

Ain’t no way to ever reckon
How much they really stole
Los ladrones que mandan
Crush you body, crush your soul

by Richard W. Bray

Hollow

February 23, 2018

The factories are empty
And cities waste away
Leaders sell us out for cash
And tell us all to pray

The churches are deserted
The schools are falling down
We got abandoned buildings
People sleeping on the ground

We got hurt and hate and war
We got pills that waste your soul
They serve us bombs and bullets
We’re just trying to get whole

They hollowed out our country
And left an empty shell
They got thirty bits of silver
I hope they spend it well

by Richard W. Bray