When I am elected president there will be no more homelessness
There will be no wage under 15 dollars an hour anywhere in the world
There will be no illegals taking jobs from Americans
Health care will be free and available to all people
We will go to Mars
We will give our children hope
So they don't have to take dope
Our educational system will be the best in the world
There will be no more illegal groping at airports
We will not bomb any more countries for profit
All drugs will be made legal
Our prison system will then be drastically reduced
Our national debt will be paid down
So the 400 billion in interest paid yearly can be used for new roads
Electric cars will be made cheap enough for everyone to own one
We will protect our environment and have clean water
In Flint and everywhere else
We will reward work by cutting taxes and no taxes on overtime
We will foster and sense of community and love
For all people everywhere
So that we can truly say not god bless the usa
But god bless everyone on this great planet we call earth!
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
I have been following Trump, Bernie, and Hillary. The latest Trump ad has Hillary barking like a dog. She actually did this at a campaign rally. It would be fun to be president, if you could actually bring about the positive changes I wish for everyone.
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Life is Life,with all it"s bending,
no matter what ever it is trending
Starting with the hardship all,
freedom and survival as the goal.
There was no more than your self,
and nobody there to give you help.
All you had where your hands,
and in the hourglass running down sands.
Day out Day in,working with no end,
all you made,in Trains you had to send.
The payment was of reason wrong,
that made the cry,your evening song.
The sacrifice broke down on your Soul,
but proud as people,you still kept it as hole.
From left to right,you work together,
your Fathers land could not be given to whoever.
But one Day the Sun was shining bright,
that was when the last Train went out of sight.
The seeds of better Life had been sown ,
with hopes of never apart to be torn.
But as the Life is always going to be,
without lessons we forget and can not see.
The sacrifice of People brave in past,
have just gone down the drain to never last.
Respect and care for older generations are not there,
they are only burden,no matter even left in tear.
Once they walked trough the hardship,for people all,
still as forgotten generation,the hardship is again as call.
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Posted: Feb 2016
About this poem:
This Poem is about the old generation in Finland,about the People,that faced the war against Soviet Union and the next generation,that is my generation.....we did not start the war,but in the end,they made us Finns the war criminals and they took a lot of Land from us and also we had to pay almost an impossible amount in products,what we was sending with trains to them.
We had no choice,as our independence was on stake....12 to 16 hours every day,the food we got with coupons only.
We had to put up a completely new industry and thank's to USA,they lend us Money,we was able to do the task.
When the last Train went over the border to Soviet Union,we knew,that we had done it and we was a free country and in the same time we had available a heavy industry and we could export and make big profit after that.
Finland rose like a Fenix from the ashes and in the next 10-15 years with still hard working People we we made one of the best Countries in the world to live in...we just made it to the top.
But little by little,the younger generation,that did not know and did not care about the hardship we older generation had gone trough,just start to destroy the fruits we had done for them and in these days,there are almost nothing left of the brightness from before.
All to that,the old generations are now retired and many in old peoples Home,where children have forget them almost completely....many retired people live with a daily porridge and forgotten by them self....all to that, in the old Peoples home,the more weak one are left in alone in the bed for 5-6 days in their own urinate and excrement ....nobody really care about them and one lady show in public how her Father had about 2 inch long nails on his foots.....she also told,that she had change him to different homes several times and in every place,there have been no care.
When the Refugees came in,they was giving good food and care,but nobody care about the old People.....they collected Phones,computers and good cloths for the Refugees,but the Old People live with so little social support,that many of them don't have any Phones or for sure no computers....in fact it is so bad situation,that every time I hear about it,I"m in tears.
These old People,that faced the almost impossible hardship in the war and soon after that,is again in the end of their life facing similar almost impossible hardship.....many People support heavily the Tomcat refugees,that have run over the border to Finland and when I came up with the opinion in FB,that they should also help and support their own old People in their horrible situation,then they cut me out from their friends list.
This is why this Poem realized it self from my Heart and it is telling how I feel about the Fate of the,"Forgotten Generation".
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