- I Had a Dream, of You being At aTownhall Meeting
- the people were angry, berating, verbally, beating
- their representatives over budget cuts
- the safety of children walking to school
- fewer fire departments, ambulance, police,
- downsizing, reductions, seems the cuts will never cease
- and You rise and take the mike
- and ask the audience, furious over finance
- since the problem is dollars and cents
- stop arguing, stop, what is money
- then look around the room, silence of a pin drop
- how can you solve a problem, you don’t know the nature of
- money is a paper contract, so as to peacefully transact
- needs and wants for service and produce
- it is a serene means of buying and selling
- between Nations, between People, a truce
- a means of giving and taking, without war making
- an agreement between the Nation and you
- to sustain the country, by what you do
- it has to have a meeting of the minds, of course
- I sell you a mustang, you expect a car, I show up with a horse
- it is the means of organizing today’s activity, Economically, Financially
- to meet future obligations, it must have consideration
- suppose I have hogs and you chickens, I agree
- to paint your barn, but don’t, so the plot thickens
- and pace quickens, you sue me, we go to court,
- to avoid shooting, and the Judge gives you some of my hogs
- which backs the value of my end of the contract, but
- You tell your captive audience, you have the solution, what?
- it’s right there Article 8, Section 1, of the constitution
- so, what do we do to resolve this problem
- now you’ve got them, if you were in the desert
- and your well went dry, would you sit and die, of thirst
- or seek another supply, suppose your source of sex
- now said no, bet you’d know what to do,
- without me telling you so, may or may not end in divorce
- but instinctively, you’d seek another source
- the Earth, Nature is the Raw Economy
- Mother Nature is doing right by you, by me
- since the problem is access to money
- in the midst of plenty, why are so few happy
- and misery needles all of you
- if the Federal Reserve is now dry
- then let’s find a new well
- called our OWN money supply
- like rain after a drought
- new Life will start spewing out
- all around, new businesses, jobs
- new construction, an end to cuts and reduction
- in Life, there are boats, destroyers, yachts, battleships
- but the ultimate Cruise-Liner is, Owner-Ship
- now is the perfect time to serve the Federal Reserve
- papers of Divorce, portside to starboard, from bow to stern,
- and relearn a new course, the difference between borrowing
- publicly from yourself or privately from someone else
- is Freedom, for us, our babies and those yet to be
- it is our Duty, to Unite and Fight, to become Free
- peacefully or violently, Free, we should breathe, and our Babies
- Born-Free…R.D.Revilo
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- Ever Wonder Why, The Guy, on TV
- wears those expensive suits,
- while dispensing God’s word
- guess when Jesus said,
- two Gods you can’t serve
- God and Mammon, well observe
- Jesus’ words, hit a pre-natal nerve
- seems the Rabbi didn’t get the memo
- the Imam did not see the demo
- and the flock were never fed the info
- and now, Mammon has risen
- to the top in the Religious Industry
- seems Jesus has lost his touch, his divinity
- Jehovah, aspiring to retain his throne
- woke up to find his Children gone,
- after a new Preacher, Promising Wealth
- a new Teacher, Blessed with material Blessings
- who needs money, and the guilty confessing
- of why they can’t give more, to have what he has
- requires formidable faith,
- besides, you’ll get it after you die
- so why, can’t the Pastor wait, until
- to Rapture, Heavenward, fly
- why the private planes, luxury suites
- five-star meals to eat, mansions,
- schools, jewels, elite friends
- all of the divinely, material dividends
- the TV studios, expensive rides
- girlfriends, boyfriends, concubines
- seems the Minister, is having a fine
- Earthly Time, Heaven, why go there
- and Jesus, why care, about following him
- we’ve got a new Jesus, who loves to bless Sin, Satan…R.D.Revilo
- I want All of My Enemies to Die
- and make Heaven their new Home
- and leave me and my Life Alone
- I want them to Perish going to Paradise
- fly First Class, to a place no one
- has ever come back from
- give them all the virgins
- all the gold and jewelry
- forgive all of their sins
- just get them out of my Life
- far, far away from me
- for my enemies, I want the best
- that’s why they’re my enemies
- the finest, and smartest of the Dumbest…R.D.Revilo
