Politics

Class warfare;
A political prize
Seated in constitutional disguise.

Why?

The socialist alibi;
    Eradication of your private life
    By any means –
        Even your demise.

For Blue or Red equals your dead.
No sides, just pure suicide
Of the Western way of life.

By the way,
Your next presidential race,
Don’t worry its too late.

So even if you choose
Your fate is already set
In headline news
By what the elite said is true
For the American
    – The red, white and abused.

Politics by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

One in the Same

1920 and 2015,
Methods were used
To cause the extreme.

Violence and terror
Reigning the streets free,
But not from the people
Living among the seas.

For in the 20’s, Lenin ran free,
But in the 21st century
The West reigns supreme.

Same policies,
Same political disease.
The only difference,
The implementation of ideas.

One stained blue,
With fifty shades of red.
The other - an Eastern green light,
Where all were left for dead.

One in the Same by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

A Nation Apart

Malcolm X and Martin Luther King
Fought to free us from slavery.
Yet with each generation, since they been gone,
We enter back into the harem of harm;

    Spilling of the lip,
    Smoking the joints,
    Sipping back the fifties
    As we smoke our bros:
       We’ve become the slaves
       They died to free,
       While the socialist machine
          - Enslaves on our knees.

How can we not begin to see,
With all their webs spinning on local TV?

And as they spin their silky silver scenes
Everybody starts to complain and scream:
Bought and sold by the corrupt elite.

When we will realize these hell bent scenes
Are their lies built to bring us to our knees,
Back to servitude under unjust kings:
    Rather than unify
    They proceed to divide,
    Playing with societies
    Ignorant minds:
       Believing everything
       These political pigs sing,
       The people follow blind
       Into their surmise:
          Death by divide.

G-d forbid the day the two died,
Were murdered for a cause the people despise;
    Today societies don’t believe the dream
    Of unity with full-blown peace.
    Instead, they believe
    In hellbent corporate greed:
       Take from the rich
       And give it to me.
       After all,
       I'm entitled don’t you see.

Rest in peace,
I repeat to their dream
For it passed away
Before it could breathe:
    Out like a light
    With no place to shine,
    Society today is ignorant and blind.

Goodbye,
Goodbye,
Goes mankind,
    The apple of our eye
       Has finally died.

A Nation Apart by K. Saitta © 2016, A Walk In Verse

Back to the Factories

When a government,
Needs to change the scene
Breaking away
From a countries creed,

Here is a little trick
From the communist regime,
And trust me,
It's easier than it seems.

Start by expanding a tax,
Make it unbearable, make it black:
Then take away
Their voice to attack.

Next place signs with one decree:
“Speak out against the mighty regime,
And watch what happens at a quarter to three”.

Then as folks protest and scream,
Collect just a handful of the resolute sheep.

Line them up: one, two, three;
A bullet to the head,
They descend to their knees;

Down in the ground
Anyone will be
If they dare question
The terror machine.

Silence falls,
The protest cease:
The party advances
With minimal casualties.

Back to the factories,
Go the worker bees.

Back to the Factories by K. Saitta © 2016, A Walk In Verse

America

I hate to be the barren of bad news,
But your mind is seriously confused;
There is no White or Black coastline,
It is just America – our countryside.

It is a place
   Where one can be free
- Or -
   Live caught up
   In the propaganda machine
   That divides like the ax to the tree,
   Producing slaves bending at the knee:
       Buying the lie that freedom is free,
       Without any personal responsibility.

America by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Dictatorship

To instill tyrannical rule,
it’s done without being cruel.
First you start to repress free speech
teaching others what they should preach.

Secondly, the newspapers cease
until they print the golden piece
praising the party and their king,
manipulating all to sing.

Thirdly, the radio must die
unless it spreads the regimes lie:
the party brings positive change
by implementing an exchange.

Fourth but not least you lose your keep,
stripped away like shearing a sheep;
everything gained, everything earned
… given away to the unlearned.

Finally, at the turn of dawn
a new constitution was drawn;
a new age will begin this day;
freedom has just dwindled away.

Dictatorship by K. Saitta © 2016, A Walk In Verse

Warning Signs

a law passes by
under a medical guise
    – these are warning signs
now when you speak, with free speech
you’ll end up in jail to die.

Warning Signs by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

The Face of Disgrace

Different countries,
you’d think different folks.
Yet at the end of the day
they roll on the same spokes.

European powers embraced the slave trade,
while the French Republic colonized every damn day.

The United States exterminated the Native whole,
as the Germans annihilated the Jewish souls.

Stalin loved to produce man made famines,
while Mao executed to bring his earthly canons.

The Ottoman extinguished the Armenians,
while Italy slaughtered the Ethiopians.

And even with the Swiss who sat in the middle
entered the game of gold administration
from the Jews the Nazis cremated.

And if you believe your country is safe
realize they have a commonplace;
death for political power and elimination of a race.

The Face of Disgrace by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Organized

The “Great Leap Forward”,
a famine in disguise;
The “Nuremberg Trials”,
bodies lined the skies.

A mother and her child;
a bullet through her eye
was the work of the nazis
and the communist ties;

Organized terror
    orchestrated demise …
        set in the darkness of daylight.

Organized by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Traitors

Traitors
speak in disguise;
Demoralize with lies –
citizens can no longer cry.
    Congress

Traitors by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Khrushchev

Khrushchev,
a world leader
who in sixty four
lost his theater.

The 56 speech,
“the Secret Letter”,
came out against
his fathers evil fetters;

Denouncing the crimes,
from the holy of holies,
he was spared his life
to die in obscurity.

Khrushchev by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Communist III

communism does move
through the umbilical cord
    – a phenomenon
the soviet womb expands,
giving birth in western land

Communist III by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Freedom

A gun fires,
a body explodes
and the victim -
another episode
of don’t let a good crisis go to waste.

This is the work of our government whores;
manipulating, stipulating, generating fear
to move the sheep through the cogs gear.

Freedom? a thing long past.
It died with the brave now cast -
in unmarked graves across the land.

What a shame for the lives lost fast,
protecting a country that never did last.

America … the red, white and blue;
a hoax coated with the blood of youth
for an idea that the elite could not do,
as power was all that they understood.

Goodbye my American pie,
thank you for a false alibi
of the freedom I tried in disguise,
goodbye.

Freedom by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Liberty to Lie

the united states
and her american dream,
    a public smoke screen:
        with her liberty to lie,
        it’s bondage until you die.

Liberty to Lie by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Genocide

Race genocide,

Class genocide:

The West does utilize;

Fathered votes,

Cheap quotes:

Congressional spokes;

Round and round it goes –

Humanity explodes

With each daily episode

Maintained by a human face –

Its agenda …

Wipe out the human race.

Genocide by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

An American Ally

An American ally;
A leader of war crimes
Liquidating those taken
To his prison unshaken;

Forty-five hundred shaken,
Butchered naked
For the visions
He manipulated.

Stalin, the American ally;
The leader of war crimes
Systematically eradicating
Any who opposed him.

Then, let me ask again,
Who is the criminal then?
The ally, or patriot in disguise
Wrapped in the Military complex shrine?

Either way,
We're all going to die;
One way, fully in your eyes.
The other, in shameful disguise.

Be careful of the American land-mine,
For if you trip, you'll surely die
While they blame it on the other side,
Not their criminal ally.

An American Ally by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

21st Century Politics

Morality is not about people's beliefs,
it's steeped in their political speech.

Left vs. right,
black feuds white;
doesn't matter in the political plight …
as long as the allegiance is right;

Whether one kills for political tension
or lives from the pressure of political succession –
they are brothers in the fight for political suppression
against all who deter from their political obsession
of bringing a world of equality through political correction.

For in the end all that matters
is the opposite side grows tattered;
     beat down, bloody and broken
     if they don't accept the political token.

21st Century Politics by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Communism

Twenty million dead,
an episode sewn in red;
     Stalin and Lenin
The communist alibi –
genocide by invention.

Communism by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Communism II

Individual crimes,
layered with small scale massacres,
is the game of the communist manicure:

Expel the dissidents,
lock down the borders,
sever communication
for national sedation.

Freedom of speech
and political treats
are laced with communist speak;
     do as I say,
     not as I do,
     or face the terror of the communism zoo;

A boot to the throat,
a gun to the head,
or hung by your finger and left for dead
     … is the peaceful pursuit that is communist led.

Communism II by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Cracks

cracks in the ceiling
signals the end has begun
     destruction awaits
          do we stop what has started
          or relax contemplating

Cracks by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse