“You cannot control your own population by force, but it can be distracted by consumption.” – Noam Chomsky
“When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross.” – Sinclair Lewis
“International affairs is very much run like the mafia. The godfather does not accept disobedience, even from a small storekeeper who doesn’t pay his protection money. You have to have obedience; otherwise, the idea can spread that you don’t have to listen to the orders, and it can spread to important places.” – Noam Chomsky
“The more you can increase the fear of drugs and crime, welfare mothers, immigrants and aliens, the more you control all the people.” – Noam Chomsky
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Cartography
Countries
Like patchwork quilts
Made up of remnants
Of people, cultures,
Languages, music
Guided by passion
Dictated by gluttony
Frequently altered
By wars, politics
Fostered by greed
Fragmented, disenfranchised,
Reshuffled, with the
Urgency of thieves in flight
Stitched with the threads;
Death, blood, violence
Illusions of patriotism
Become the battle cry
For the disenfranchised
To fight and die
To enrich the elitists
As the oppression increases
The patches fray, weaken,
Disintegrate
It really is
All about Empire
Corporate politicians declaring war
On others as they strip the
Freedoms from their own
And those who dare
To make a difference
Wear the label of traitor
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Bisous,
Léa
poetry, photos and musings oh my! 
Great poem Lea and very thought provoking. All said with your ever present passion. xxx
Thank you Christine. If I try to contain it (as in the past) these days it just bubbles up elsewhere! xxx
Keep letting it bubble 😊 xxx
It was repressed for way too long, I can no longer stop it! 😉 xxx
Thats a very good thing! Xxx
This bottle of champaign is shaken not stirred! 😉
I can feel the fizz! xxx
What can I say? 😉 xxx
Love the comparison with a patchwork quilt, a simile that really works 🙂 x
Thank you Polly. 🙂 x
😊 xxx
🙂 xxx
Lea, very clever, I am trying to write a poem for my blog for a bit of fun. Sadly I do not have your talent. I love reading poetry it helps me to loosen up when i wish to write. Today Im struggling but reading your work inspires me to keep going.
Kath, you are so very generous! I’m afraid I really don’t have the skill for crafting poetry or much of anything else. Like one of the masters said, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit at the typewriter and bleed.” – Ernest Hemingway
I must agree. For myself, I possess no skills or talent in writing, something lights a spark somewhere and the words just pour out. I don’t know how it works and am grateful when it does. I’ve not studied poetry or writing so haven’t a clue what I am actually doing. A dear friend who taught writing and poetry told me not to when I wanted to take a course. He said it would spoil what was naturally there. I really don’t have a clue but do appreciate your kindness. With that, I shall finally shut-up! 🙂
It pours onto the page like beautiful poetry to me and thats what counts. I admire you and Christine my poetic friends. There is always something that sets my mind a bubbling after reading poetry. Please don’t ever shut-up I love hearing your thoughts Lea.
Putting it on paper is easy as long as I am not told to open my mouth. I’ve been tongue-tied since birth Kath and while they clipped it shortly after my birth, somethings never seem to change. I know it is deeper but c’est la vie!
i’m wondering how our countries will look like in a few years – lots of things are changing – more quickly than i think the politicians have expected… it frightens me sometimes and i think it needs a lot of wisdom to stitch the patches into something stable and beautiful
Or see it all fall to pieces.