Pyramid of the Sun

The Cradle of History
In Egypt falls
Freedom and Democracy!
Are the citizen's calls.

Museums looted,
Artifacts lost
Just sitting and watching,
Despite all the cost?

One Nobel Laureate
Pleads with another
Please help win freedom
Please help us my Brother

The King of Hope
The Lord of Change
Does nothing but watch
He is out of his range.

Us American people
Why don't we help?
Instead we just sway
A forest of kelp.

Cairo's awoken
The streets now ablaze
A Presidential silence
Just a Political maze.

Mr President, what's wrong?
Just make a choice!
The Egyptians have spoken,
With Democracy's voice!

You sit there idle,
Confused and afraid
The Pharoh's time's up
He's dues to be paid.

Egyptians are the caretakers
Of all the World's past
Is is not time
To help them at last?

Democracy calls
In the streets full of crowds
They await Us Americans
To help move these dark clouds

You sit on your hands
A Presidential hedge
While the Egyptian people
Stand on a ledge

So stand up and offer
Our American Might!
For once I just ask you,
Can we do what is right?

Egyptians are calling
For freedom from fear
And still you do nothing,
You refuse to hear.

Yes, Americans are divided
Yet we are strong and just
And when Freedom sings out
We will do what we must!

Help Egypt's peoples
Earth's History Nest
The people want Liberty
That which we know best.

Obamanite Sheeple

Call me Ms Democrat
A liberal deflector
My true agenda
Is Obama protector

Truth has no meaning
To us Obamanites
Deflecting the facts
Is within my rights

Where was he born?
You want to ask
Ridiculing birthers
Is my real task

I have no need
To know the facts
No matter the documents
That Hawaii lacks

I'm an Obamanite
Right to the core
It's so easy for us
To create a new lore

We need only shout
From rooftops and stages
Confusing the issue
For truth has few gauges

The truth only matters
For political gains
The truth doesn't matter
For us with no brains

Just shut up you birthers
You right leaning people
You cant yell over us
The Obamnite sheeple

We believe! We believe!
The Messiah has come!
The truths over-rated
It helps that were dumb!

So, if you are going to
Hunt for his papers
Good luck on that
For the trail is just vapors

Liberal Gold

My name is Libby
Good news today
I'm a leftist believer
I've no need to pray

'Cause there's Gold for me
I just sign that form
It's cash from your taxes
That keeps me warm

I can have my kids
At no cost to me
'Cause you pay for them
All I want are free

And I been birthing 'em
Most all my life
Who cares about Love?
Don't wanna be no wife

So my kids many Daddies
Don't live here now
'Cause if they did
It'd kill my cash cow

I get my food card
from a Government lady
She says, "No worries child"
"It's legal, not shady."

And I can go to the doctor
When babies nose is running
Cost me nothing again
Nah, I ain't funning

They give me medicine
For my child's cold
But I got some cash for it
More Government Gold

I just give it to
My this week's man
He gives me money
I like this plan

So, I buy my boys
A Rapping CD
Songs about killing?
No bother to me

My boys gotta learn
The way of that street
'Cause they get nothing
From America's teat

But they can always do
Some of that Big House time
Then they get something
On  Uncle Sam's dime

But two of my boys
Didn't make it that far
Got shot in the street
Trying to jack them a car

It ain't no fair
That I gotta bury my boys
They just only wanted
Some working man's toys

Now my boy's burials
Didn't cost me a thing
I got more of your money
And I sold my boys' bling

But I still gots my girls
I feel lucky with that
Cause two of my girls
Is all pregnant and fat

That really just means
More Gold for me
I taught my girls how
As you all can see

They signed and got me
More Gold and a food card
Why in the world
Does any women work hard?

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