Political | Dain Brammage

and yet

I am trying not to think about
The way the World now is
I do not want to give it
Any of my energy

Even with all of the hope
Our new President does bring
Singing of the possibility of
Rebuilding humanity

Yet in the face of this
I have not heard him utter
The solitary idea I think
Could make this a reality

For the human race
To truly love mankind
He must repeal the right of personhood
Bestowed upon corporate entities

Tags: Autobiographic, Poetry, Political, Social Commentary

11 Mar 09 | Poetry | Read on | Comments (2)

No Title Needed

The streets in the city where I live
And this city may not be as diverse as some
But we have a certain breed of people
That makes for some of the top ranking scum

We have our projects
And we have our slums
We have our street people
Ones that you may call bums

But the poor and downtrodden
They are the unfortunate victims here
These scum have them pinned down
And can legally keep them there

As a matter of fact, these people are so powerful that
Their reach goes far beyond my city
It stretches from Lake Erie to Beyond the Hudson River
From the St Lawrence down to the Statue of Liberty

Because you see, I live in Albany
The Capital of New York State
Where all of those scum sucking politicians
Mingle and congregate

They sit in vast halls
And call each other lofty names
Like my esteemed colleague from Buffalo
Or my friend from White Plains

They have strict codes of conduct
Times when they can and cannot speak
All this serves to lift them up
And make them unique

But it also creates this huge divide
Between them and the rest of us
The middle class, poor and downtrodden
In their eyes we are something less

Just a pawn in their game
That mostly serves them
We need to take the upper hand
Lets do it, at the next election

Tags: Political, Social Commentary, Spoken Word

31 Jan 05 | Spoken Word | Read on | Comments (0)

Corporate Spin

I wish the big corporations would just stop frontin’
Trying to make you think that they think that you are important

UPS, now know as brown
Gonna help the little guy
By comin’ to his house
For delivery & PICK-UP!
The television ad shows you a beautiful woman
So he gets his dick-up…

Too

Yo, wake up, Brown doesn’t give a shit about you
They are just preying on the dreams in your pipe
Making you think:
“I can be my own boss,
leave this nine to five shit to the others
let it be there loss”.
But Brown is just feeding your feeble head,
If they want your money best keep your fable fed.

I wish the big corporations would just stop frontin’
Trying to make you think that they think that you are important

All those cell phone companies beggin’ for your dime
Offering more pointless services to get their profit-share to climb
Internet browsing, still photography and now video too
Just some of the services they are marketing to you
Each new advancement increases their profits
Leaving you with less to spend on your meals
And only lint in your pockets

Some how they lost sight
It’s just a more convenient phone
To keep you in touch with your loved ones
Not connected to the net so you would know what the score is

I wish the big corporations would just stop frontin’
Trying to make you think that they think that you are important

You see, the big corporations spend an obscene amount of money
Getting the Madison Ave. types fill you with their sweet-tasting honey
Knowing damn full well you will obey their suggestions
Because it’s been tested in focus groups
So they can trust their spin

I wish the big corporations would just stop frontin’
Trying to make you think that they think that you are important

Because to them, you’re not…
But your money sure the hell is

Tags: Adult Language, Political, Slam Poetry, Spoken Word

08 Mar 04 | Spoken Word | Read on | Comments (0)

Shallow End of the Gene Pool

A trifling amount of bigotry died with Strom Thurman
But in the news now we see
Just how self-serving bigotry can be

For when he was 22
With a black maid he knew
He stuffed it in
But to his chagrin
They conceived a daughter

Tags: Adult Content, Humorous, Limerick, Poetry, Political, Social Commentary

16 Dec 03 | Poetry | Read on | Comments (0)

Conflicted in 2001

This conflict runs deeper than the shores
Of the of lands of us and them.
This conflict runs deeper than the ideologies
Of the free and the brave or the Taliban.
This conflict runs deeper than the religion
These so-called Muslims bend.
This conflict runs deeper than the rhetoric
Than the bombing and rations we send.

This conflict runs deep into my soul
And has me waffling day to day.
This conflict burns deep into my brain
And I want it to go away.
This conflict is etched in my dreams
Like the carving on a granite stone.
This conflict haunts me day and night
As if I can hear the fallen moan.

This conflict started long ago
During our Cold-War days.
This conflict finds us fighting
Those we taught to fight our way.
This conflict seems a long time coming
But again with no end in site.
This conflict seems like just deserts
But I cannot hole-heartedly say it’s right.

Tags: Political, Spoken Word

12 Sep 01 | Spoken Word | Read on | Comments (0)

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