Stop and Think

Stop looking at the shiny things,
Start looking at your heart,
Stop caring about what Santa brings,
Start giving, for a start.

We’re only here for so much time,
Don’t make it just about you,
Think for yourself, open your mind,
That’s all you need to do.

We have lost our way through selfishness,
We have lost our way through hate,
We have lost our way through fear and doubt,
I hope it’s not too late.

I’m not speaking to you from a pulpit,
Not speaking to you from a throne,
I’m speaking to you from my heart and soul
Something that nobody owns.

We are led to the slaughter like cattle,
Controlled with a stick and a prod,
Told to get in line and wait for the end,
Told, we’ll be saved by a god.

So take heed, wake up, you are sleeping,
A hood has been pulled over your head,
Get off of your ass and start caring
Before we all end up dead.

Ode to Shylock

Criminal bankers, in control,
Take your money and your soul,
A pound of flesh, Close to the heart,
Empty your wallet, For a start,
See, your debt prison term's begun,
We'll take an arm and leg,  for fun,
Hope you wont be needing a first born child,
We'll need the collateral for a while,
So sit right back and pay no mind,
We do our best work from behind.
And don't you mind that GMO corn
Makes awesome munchies,
To go with your porn,
So sit right back and pay no mind,
We've been counting your chickens,
Since the beginning of time.

Sold Out

They've twisted his head,
And scrambled his brain,
He's stressed to the limit,
A little insane,
He "works for the government",
AKA Unemployed,
A little upset,
A lot annoyed,
He's been given the shaft,
Told to rotate,
Change his career,
A little too late,
He's about to explode,
Like a jack in the box,
There's a mortgage to pay,
And holes in his socks,
He's by no means alone,
As his fellow men fall,
Like so many bricks,
In a mortarless wall.
And there's no end in sight,
To this bottomless hole,
As he prays for salvation,
And then sells his soul,
So he cries in his drink,
And takes a deep breath,
As he stop and thinks,
At least it ain't death,
So he sits and he waits,
For it all to improve,
As he ponders his choices
And plans his next move,
And he hopes that it isn't
As dark as it seems,
'Cause he knows if it is,
He'll know what it means,
A future with nothing,
A future without,
In a country, who's leader,
Has just sold him out.

Letter to MP Pat Davidson regarding her inability/refusal to stop sending me JUNK snail MAIL.

Hello,

Once again I am receiving your "Members Update" news letter. I asked you to STOP sending me conservative(reform/alliance party) junk mail > NONE ZERO.

Every time I see mail from this govt is upsets me, makes my blood boil. Raises my blood pressure. Since I've asked you several times to stop, I now consider delivery of conservative junk mail to my home address as deliberate harassment?

In my opinion your so called mandate is illegitimate due to 2 time election fraud, not to mention ongoing rampant contempt for parliamentary democracy, making your news letter nothing but propaganda from an illegitimate source.

Cutting funding to elections Canada and changing elections Canada officials mid investigation is a sure sign something fishy is going on where democratic accountability is concerned.  Plea bargain on the in and out scandal and stonewalling the current election fraud investigation is serious business. RED FLAG.

Again, stop sending me Conservative information or I'll have to consult a lawyer on how to make it stop.  Since you are unwilling or incompetent when it comes to following simple direction to PLEASE STOP putting conservative junk in my mail box. I don't know what else I can do other than call a lawyer.

I don't care if its a mass mailing that goes to every house.  Again for the 3rd or 4th time now PLEASE Do not deliver conservative info of any kind to my house.

Also, if you have a conscience, you would cross the floor, as the current govt is beyond crooked.  

The Harper govt makes the Liberals look like angels in my opinion.  You and your govt are currently dismantling the Canada I love.  

Sad and depressing the way your party manipulates, spins, and lies to the voter. The hypocrisy of this govt is thicker than peanut butter.

Have a nice day...  and please consider crossing the floor. If in fact, you actually CARE about this country, you will.

Kim May. 1124 Gurd st Sarnia.

Oh Canada Too

Do you remember, remember Oh Canada?
Do you remember what the lyrics say?
Do you see the country you grew up in?
Slowly slipping, slowly slipping away.

Are you sleeping on the job, Oh Canada?
Are you listening to your heart and soul?
Are you watching as your freedom is stolen?
Get a grip we are losing control.

What a shame, all this fraud, Oh Canada,
What a shame all this greed and fear,
What a shame, I don't know you Canada.
Oh, Canada, I miss you dear.

Do you remember the country, Canada?
Don't hardly recognize it now it seems,
Seems when you and I were not looking,
Someone took it, and all of our dreams.

Do you remember, remember Oh Canada,
Time to sing it out loud and clear.
Time to stand up and be counted,
For these tyrants don't seem to hear.

Helen

She smiled with her top teeth only,
Left the bottom plate in the glass
Beside her bed,
Because they hurt.
She walked beside the pain,
As if it wasn’t there,
Chest out,
Head held high,
She lay in bed,
And read, and read, and read
   Some more,
Escaping into better worlds,
She could only dream of,
For she was prisoner of disease.
   She did what she was told,
   And so she rests,
Like a dove before a flight.
She did her best
With what she had,
And looking back
She was a saint,
Cut from a diamond...
Helen.

Harperland

There's a crazy little place,
Where the homeless have no face,
And CEOs are wallowing in dough,
Where the eagle used to fly
And the wolves no longer cry,
And Polar bears are trophies, doncha know.

It is a place for those who drill,
A place for those who kill,
It's is a place where reason
Doesn't stand a chance
It's a place where wrong is right,
Where the worker is a blight,
And Democracy, a nuisance, to the shill.

It's Haperland,
It's Harperland,
A 3 ring circus under one humongous tent,
It's Harperland,
It's Harperland,
Holly shit this guy is really fucking bent.

It's a greedy little land
Where corruption is just grand,
Where leaders cheat and lie their way around,
And if you listen really hard,
That might be them out in your yard,
Sniffing with a flash light and a hound.

Letter to Governor General

Dear Excellency the Governor General, Sir,


Would you please open a Royal Commission investigation on the possibility of robocall election fraud in Canada.

The confidence of the electorate is at stake.

With voter apathy at an all time low, we need to get to the bottom of this odd phone call situation.

A democracy cannot be compromised by unscrupulous individuals undermining the people's right to vote.

We can't even tolerate attempts at misleading voters in the way that has been alleged.

It is not the effect of this possible fraud, not the result that counts.

It is the fact it was attempted at all that disgusts me as well as many other Canadians.


It is time to drop partisan loyalties and be loyal to all Canadians.

This is serious business, attempting to steal elections using well known republican robocall tactics ???

To ignore it would signal the end of democracy in this country.

To ignore calls to investigate from thousands of Canadians, will simply signal that this govt is above the law, and you simply condone their every move.


Concerned...

Kimberly May. Sarnia Ontario Canada.


p.s. with the Auditor Generals report on the F-35 now in, it is quite clear that this prime minister has been misleading parliament as well as the electorate for over 21 months.

If nothing is done about this, it is obvious that you are in on this corruption.

Peetie and the Jets

Hey kids, we've got to work together,
Shit has hit the fan 

So grab the tar and feathers,

We'll kill the fatted pigs tonight,

So stick around.

You're gonna hear electric music,

Solid walls of sound.

chorus...  
Say,  Stevie and Juli have you seen them yet,

ooo...But they're so spaced out, Peetie and the jets. 

Oh but they're weird and they're powerful 

Oh Peetie, he's really keen

He's got army boots and a new flight suit,

You know I read it in a magazine.

Peetie and the jets.

Hey kid, unplug from all the madness,

Maybe you are blind,

But Pete there will be sadness

We will survive, if we find a way to get along

Fight for our rights 

Instead of selling out for just a song.

with apologies to Bernie Taupin and Elton John.

Letter to Pat Davidson Sarnia federal MP

Pat Davidson MP Sarnia.

I have asked you on more than one occasion to stop sending mail to my house. Yet you persist.  

Today I received your so called "tax guide".

 

Not an official govt of Canada tax guide BUT instead a "tax guide"  designed to look like a govt of Canada booklet but promoting the Conservative party of Canada.    I do not care about low tax bribes when in fact you are ruining this country. 

I care about removing fraudulent fascist sell outs from government.  People should not be prison profit bait. People should not be less important than CEO bonuses.  People should not be a commodity in the case of health care or punishment.

If you do not stop sending me mail of any kind, I will have to start considering it harassment.  

Harassment is illegal.   So is election fraud.

Again PLEASE stop sending me mail. I will never vote for right wing extremists.

Kim May...Sarnia.