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The bluster roars, the nonsense thumps,
Truth out-quacks Trump taking dumps🤢
Poem 43
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#PoemsByGaga
#GrandmaAgainstGreedandApathy
#QuackBack
#NoKingsInAmerica
#Quacktivist
#RiseAndQuack
#InflatedButDefiant
#FeathersForFreedom
#LoveIsTheLoudestQuack
#TrumpDumpsOnAmerica
The bluster roars, the nonsense thumps,
Truth out-quacks Trump taking dumps🤢
Poem 43
🦆
#PoemsByGaga
#GrandmaAgainstGreedandApathy
#QuackBack
#NoKingsInAmerica
#Quacktivist
#RiseAndQuack
#InflatedButDefiant
#FeathersForFreedom
#LoveIsTheLoudestQuack
#TrumpDumpsOnAmerica
The crowd stretched wide, a hopeful wave,
A land still bent, filled with folks so brave.
So quack we must, and quack we will,
For peace, for truth, for courage still.
Change must come and we won’t stop,
With faith renewed, this duck won’t pop.
The crowd stretched wide, a hopeful wave,
A land still bent, filled with folks so brave.
So quack we must, and quack we will,
For peace, for truth, for courage still.
Change must come and we won’t stop,
With faith renewed, this duck won’t pop.
Some laughed, cheered, or snapped a pic,
And something in my soul clicked quick.
For when you’re masked, you’re set free,
To quack your truth for all to see.
Through feathered skin, belief took root,
Love showed up bold in bright pursuit.
Some laughed, cheered, or snapped a pic,
And something in my soul clicked quick.
For when you’re masked, you’re set free,
To quack your truth for all to see.
Through feathered skin, belief took root,
Love showed up bold in bright pursuit.
The T was packed, a living tide,
Each glance said, we will not divide.
After arriving the duck suit came alive,
Absurd, defiant, love revived.
A mic inside, a grandma freed,
Quacked out truth with comic speed.
The T was packed, a living tide,
Each glance said, we will not divide.
After arriving the duck suit came alive,
Absurd, defiant, love revived.
A mic inside, a grandma freed,
Quacked out truth with comic speed.
Heather smiled, “I love our street,”
Her joy made morning feel complete.
We rode for love, for truth, for peace,
For freedom’s song that won’t decease.
Though tyrants mocked and labeled hate,
We marched for hearts that won’t abate.
Heather smiled, “I love our street,”
Her joy made morning feel complete.
We rode for love, for truth, for peace,
For freedom’s song that won’t decease.
Though tyrants mocked and labeled hate,
We marched for hearts that won’t abate.
These poems are for all, yet mainly for one,
A great love of my life, she hangs the sun.
Poem 40
#PoemsByGaga
#ForTheRecord #WhyWeFight
#WordsAsArmor #RebelRefrains
#LoveEndures #ForMyGranddaughter
#UnbowedUnbroken #LightInTheDark
#HistoryInPoems #LegacyOfLove
These poems are for all, yet mainly for one,
A great love of my life, she hangs the sun.
Poem 40
#PoemsByGaga
#ForTheRecord #WhyWeFight
#WordsAsArmor #RebelRefrains
#LoveEndures #ForMyGranddaughter
#UnbowedUnbroken #LightInTheDark
#HistoryInPoems #LegacyOfLove
I know someday, she’ll need courage too,
It will rise from within, fierce and true.
For ink, and for voice, and the will to defy,
Are loves that keep living, refusing to die.
This history we create, is proof we stand,
With trembling voice and shaking hand.
I know someday, she’ll need courage too,
It will rise from within, fierce and true.
For ink, and for voice, and the will to defy,
Are loves that keep living, refusing to die.
This history we create, is proof we stand,
With trembling voice and shaking hand.
Mourning the world they deserved to see,
Where all can stand tall and all can walk free.
Our crew will keep climbing that towering wall,
We fight for their future and answer the call.
Words are our armor, our creed, our song,
A record of love when the world went wrong.
Mourning the world they deserved to see,
Where all can stand tall and all can walk free.
Our crew will keep climbing that towering wall,
We fight for their future and answer the call.
Words are our armor, our creed, our song,
A record of love when the world went wrong.
No silent surrender, I chose to fight,
To write through dark and summon the light.
The country askew, corrupted by lies,
Truth has been twisted and decency dies.
Government poisoned by greed and deceit,
Evil empowered, it tramples the weak.
No silent surrender, I chose to fight,
To write through dark and summon the light.
The country askew, corrupted by lies,
Truth has been twisted and decency dies.
Government poisoned by greed and deceit,
Evil empowered, it tramples the weak.
Corrupt power will falter, the mighty will fall,
Then love, not oppression, will triumph for all.
#PoemsByGaga Poem 39
#PeaceMakersUnite #TruthAgainstLies #LoveForAll #PeaceAndCompassion #LightInDarkness #VoicesOfResistance #JesusTheRadical #JesusWasWoke
#ReleaseTheEpsteinFiles
Corrupt power will falter, the mighty will fall,
Then love, not oppression, will triumph for all.
#PoemsByGaga Poem 39
#PeaceMakersUnite #TruthAgainstLies #LoveForAll #PeaceAndCompassion #LightInDarkness #VoicesOfResistance #JesusTheRadical #JesusWasWoke
#ReleaseTheEpsteinFiles
They cast out the flock at an idol’s demand,
With no truth revealed, no glimpse of God’s hand.
So march in daylight, cry justice and peace,
Our love for the Teachers will never decrease.
They cast out the flock at an idol’s demand,
With no truth revealed, no glimpse of God’s hand.
So march in daylight, cry justice and peace,
Our love for the Teachers will never decrease.
Fundamentalists cry, “We’re victims, oppressed!”
White privilege abounds, yet still they are blessed.
Jesus said, power corrupts and deceives,
Righteous is found in the least who believe.
Fundamentalists punish, scorn, and condemn,
Jesus heals wounds, calls strangers his friend.
Fundamentalists cry, “We’re victims, oppressed!”
White privilege abounds, yet still they are blessed.
Jesus said, power corrupts and deceives,
Righteous is found in the least who believe.
Fundamentalists punish, scorn, and condemn,
Jesus heals wounds, calls strangers his friend.
Jesus saw bodies as temples of grace,
Not tools for control, nor marks of disgrace.
Fundamentalists cheer when violence wins,
“If God’s on our side, it’s no longer sin.”
Jesus said, Blessed are peacemakers too,
Swords will destroy both the killer and you.
Jesus saw bodies as temples of grace,
Not tools for control, nor marks of disgrace.
Fundamentalists cheer when violence wins,
“If God’s on our side, it’s no longer sin.”
Jesus said, Blessed are peacemakers too,
Swords will destroy both the killer and you.
No silence! No surrender!
Until the spell is broken!
Until it’s truth we tender!
#PoemsByGaga
Poem 37
#IDontWantThis
#WeRise
#UnbrokenVoices
#TruthOverLies
#WakeUp
#BreakTheSpell
#NoMoreHate
#StandUpNow
#ResistFear
#RiseTogether
#WearyBonesRoar
No silence! No surrender!
Until the spell is broken!
Until it’s truth we tender!
#PoemsByGaga
Poem 37
#IDontWantThis
#WeRise
#UnbrokenVoices
#TruthOverLies
#WakeUp
#BreakTheSpell
#NoMoreHate
#StandUpNow
#ResistFear
#RiseTogether
#WearyBonesRoar
I don’t want it to be this way…
Damn, I’m just feeling tired today.
So tired of what seems an endless fight,
We can’t sleep while they gain might.
So again… we will rise!
Rise angry! Rise loud!
Rise tired! Rise proud!
I don’t want it to be this way…
Damn, I’m just feeling tired today.
So tired of what seems an endless fight,
We can’t sleep while they gain might.
So again… we will rise!
Rise angry! Rise loud!
Rise tired! Rise proud!
The wheel spins fast, the code words fly,
Bodies fall… no one asks why.
When blood has dried, they take their claim,
Preach of “unity” while feeding flame.
The wheel spins fast, the code words fly,
Bodies fall… no one asks why.
When blood has dried, they take their claim,
Preach of “unity” while feeding flame.
Matchsticks flare but not their hand,
The faithful rise, they take their stand.
Seething rage with none to lose,
They strike the mark their prophets choose.
Chaos breaks, the headlines scream,
The pundits run, the Feds wipe clean.
Matchsticks flare but not their hand,
The faithful rise, they take their stand.
Seething rage with none to lose,
They strike the mark their prophets choose.
Chaos breaks, the headlines scream,
The pundits run, the Feds wipe clean.