Let falsehoods rise, let reason crack.
A plot ignored, a nation torn,
Fear and hate—his power born.
Luckless, yes, but cruelly wise,
He thrived on chaos, fed on lies. #dutton
Let falsehoods rise, let reason crack.
A plot ignored, a nation torn,
Fear and hate—his power born.
Luckless, yes, but cruelly wise,
He thrived on chaos, fed on lies. #dutton
“Transgender mice studies—your taxes applied!”
His followers cheered, none questioned the ruse,
While truth hid quietly in budgetary clues.
A master of spin, he thrived on their trust,
Feeding them nonsense, disguised as just. #transgendermice #transgenic
“Transgender mice studies—your taxes applied!”
His followers cheered, none questioned the ruse,
While truth hid quietly in budgetary clues.
A master of spin, he thrived on their trust,
Feeding them nonsense, disguised as just. #transgendermice #transgenic
Two mocked, one stood calm and brave.
Their petty jabs fell flat and weak,
His resilience spoke; their folly laid bare.
Two mocked, one stood calm and brave.
Their petty jabs fell flat and weak,
His resilience spoke; their folly laid bare.
Stocks that soar on hidden seals.
Greedy hands, a twisted game,
Caught red-handed, drowned in shame.
Votes now turn, the tables break,
A liar falls—his own mistake.
Stocks that soar on hidden seals.
Greedy hands, a twisted game,
Caught red-handed, drowned in shame.
Votes now turn, the tables break,
A liar falls—his own mistake.
Warmth of summer turns to song.
Should I chase the sun’s embrace,
Or stay and weather autumn’s grace?
Wrapped in wool or far away—
Which will ease my heart’s dismay?
Warmth of summer turns to song.
Should I chase the sun’s embrace,
Or stay and weather autumn’s grace?
Wrapped in wool or far away—
Which will ease my heart’s dismay?
Not just red, not just gold.
Voices rise, the people stand,
Power rests in our own hands.
Work, resist, carve the way,
The power of the Independents wins the day.
Not just red, not just gold.
Voices rise, the people stand,
Power rests in our own hands.
Work, resist, carve the way,
The power of the Independents wins the day.
A kingdom ruled, routines well-wrought.
But keys now jingle, footsteps near—
The queen returns, my reign is clear.
Peace restored, no need to fight,
Balance shifts, all feels right.
#shewhomustbeobeyed
A kingdom ruled, routines well-wrought.
But keys now jingle, footsteps near—
The queen returns, my reign is clear.
Peace restored, no need to fight,
Balance shifts, all feels right.
#shewhomustbeobeyed
Same old faces, same old charade.
Hope feels distant, lost in the fight,
Shadows dance beneath false light.
Change is whispered, but never real,
While spin and power make us kneel. #australia #election25 #election
Same old faces, same old charade.
Hope feels distant, lost in the fight,
Shadows dance beneath false light.
Change is whispered, but never real,
While spin and power make us kneel. #australia #election25 #election
#foodforthought #canada #usa #trump
#foodforthought #canada #usa #trump
In his demented mind, they’re no longer Gods pastors but his.
In his demented mind, they’re no longer Gods pastors but his.
Plutonium Peter Dutton is relying on the belief that everyday Australians are ignorant of how our democracy works.
Here is a reminder. Constituents vote for their local member knowing that their community will be represented both nationally and internationally.
Plutonium Peter Dutton is relying on the belief that everyday Australians are ignorant of how our democracy works.
Here is a reminder. Constituents vote for their local member knowing that their community will be represented both nationally and internationally.
Tony Campolo #religion #politics #fundamentalism #deconstructing #maga
Tony Campolo #religion #politics #fundamentalism #deconstructing #maga