Novus Ordo Seclorum

Novus Ordo Seclorum

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder
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Written in Dec. 15, 2013

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Just the scribblings of a man, mad and down on his luck,
I'm a young buck that no longer gives a f&@%
There, I'll admit it: life's no longer fun.
I am waiting on the Lord to take me on up;
I want to leave this mundane front for His eternal Kingdom above,
And be gone from this infernal deception of marijuana and free love,
Which are merely weapons of mass distraction,
And no disrespect to the Rastafarian, but:
"Use your brain, luv, we just gave up public smoking!"
It's a breech of the public's trust
When no one wants to push for the truth of 9/11,
When we're worried about the ABCs of
the FBI and the CIA's GMCs pulling up,
NSA surveillance, the DoD, and the NYPD warring with drones -
We're so close to going behind the sun, it's scary.
Instead, we are on the run from gun-toting youths
That walk into malls in Nairobi, Kenya,
Newtown or Colorado schools,
shooting the whole place up,
killing more than a few!
It seems there's only one thing left to do but to debunk their truth,
Refusing to pander to what they claim is news by calling their bluffs,
And calling out the pundits as bogus, and the s**t they write, muck!
Tell the politicians to fix real issues:
Our government's messed up!
Its preoccupation is Wall Street, big business, making money,
But not fixing debt ceilings or medical coverage,
Or the IRS and its covetousness!
After all, when there's nothin' left in the budget coffers,
And talk of chemical weapons in Syria have fallen asunder,
Or the war with Iran has nothing to offer in plunder,
You see them turn their eye and jackboots
To wage a war on us, the heretical, gluttonous f****r!
Was there ever such a thing as a Una- or a Boston bomber?
Sometimes, I truly wonder.
Thanks a lot, you damn good-for-nothin'!
Wake up, sheeple and get out from praying under your steeples,
Novus Ordo Seclorum's almost been won,
Fast approaching's the unthinkable:
The shofar's about to blow the horn to signal the coming war;
It's been done before,
So bow down and whisper a prayer to your eternal Lord.

© 2017 Maxwell Ryder


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