The Madness train…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. 
The Madness train..
I’m twisted up.
Hogties to bullshit.
I’m strangled with useless things.
I can’t recognize my face in the mirror.
Life based on my salary.
Paying bills.
Buying more useless things.
New generation of children.
Always wanting more.
How many toys do you need?
Today I will go to the River.
Sit and try to find my mind again.
Take my child to the park.
toss a baseball.
Shoot a few baskets.
Must stop this madness.
Put away the video games.
Turn off the televisions.
Go outside.
Feel the sun on my face.
Get un-twisted.
Get un-hogties to the B.S.
Get off the madness train.
Live life for the real pleasures.
Friends and family.
Coyote
26 April 2009
I feel more people have to become familiar with the phrase “hogties to bullshit.” Thank you, John.
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So many have scales on their eyes mate.. it’s time for all to wake up
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Yes I agree my friend. Now the Senators want to quit feeding the children in the schools. Offended teachers at debates. I hope our world awake. Someone repeated 10 times to a Congress-woman. You cannot combine church and state. She was too dumb to grasp. This law is written to protect us. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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At least we see it as madness, while too many are in denial…
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I agree Liam. Banning book, not wanting to feed the poor kids at school and hating the Trans. Now the idiots want to combine Government and church. Someone told a female House rep. “Ma, there is a written law. Government and church cannot be one. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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