Showing posts with label SF Brennan Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SF Brennan Art. Show all posts

Saturday, February 24, 2018

America the Beautiful (2018 Version)



America the Beautiful (2018 Version) 

O beautiful the chemtrail skies,
Monsanto waves of grain,
the coal filled mountain companies,
above the oil spill plain!
America, America!
Your god is on its knees,
elections rigged by criminals,
who drive the corporate schemes.

No immigrants allowed to come,
your stern impassions stress,
who come from lands that you destroyed
these people in distress.
America! America!
Your God is on its knees,
confirms thy soul, no self control,
and no morality.

...And overseas your army proved,
that they create the strife,
egocentric monsters loose,
no mercy for any life,
America! America!
Your evil is refined,
untouchable by your decree,
for all your warring crimes.

The laws you make, are filled with hate,
your moral compass dead,
your cities filled with human tears,
where poverty is spread!
America! America!
Your god wont take a knee,
Obama, Clinton, Bush and Trump
your symptom of disease.
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By: The Activist Poet

About this expression: Truth is our greatest weapon, especially when one waves this flag in the face of power...

I’m not an American so I cannot be patriotic to America but I can be patriotic to the truth and so for Black History Month, I decided to create this truthful spin on an American patriotic song...I'm angry with what the US Government is doing all over the World but I’m also angry on what it is doing in its own country...What do you think?
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The Lyrics and story behind the original song can be found at the following link:


Friday, May 13, 2016

Death of Empires


Death of Empires

Old-world fades, the empire dies,
in forgotten books filled with lies,
barren promise, empty platitudes,
hubris lurks in hollow attitudes.

Malevolent empire, on your knees,
burnt out quick in the breeze,
embrace the world of ash and smoke,
now rest eternal your evil yoke.

Pass away, pass away, we hear no more,
of evil deeds on foreign shore,
nor thieving twists or crimes of hate,
we embrace your fall, embrace your fate.

The Arch of history, has your name,
inscribed, the truth, your endless shame,
now fade away with sands of time,
unforgiven for all your crimes.
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About this Poem: One Might call this a prayer for salvation...

Monday, April 11, 2016

Evolution


Evolution

Life evolves by the planting of a seed...an idea...
resonating into light, to become a sea of profound changes.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Shadow Empire III



Shadow Empire III

Long shadows of night descend on cities of broken dreams,
Where supremacists seize power in a coup revoking rights of existence.

A perverse, wicked neoteric Rome rises in the west,
Empowering its faithful greedy hordes, with promises never meant to keep.

Battle lines reach antediluvian empires, as Imperial malevolence is unleashed,
Ancient cities have been set on fire, for a pocket full of gold.

Yet, awareness flows through empathic vision,
filling passions of those who uphold morality, freedom and justice.
The army of righteous now rises, to the last lines of defence,
We rise, we rise and stand on guard.
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About this Poem: Current world events reflected in 100 words...It's part of a longer write I made a while ago called ”We Stand on Guard”. This one was for a contest with the subject line, "World War III" in 100 words or less. 

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Here for a Moment



PHOTO: Empathic energy released - A guardian angel lifts her hand to her face and manifests the universal light within, sending waves of healing energy to you by empathic thought. ~ May all your troubles fall away to the loving essence of peace.

Here for a Moment

I heard a ballad by a friend, 
his music pleased my mind, 
melodic lyrics gathered me, 
for wisdom I did find. 

I saw a picture of the light, 
bright colors danced the skies, 
excitement mirrored in its shine, 
engaged my soulful eyes. 

I met someone, a sentient being, 
through eyes our souls connected, 
her essence spoke to me in thoughts, 
delivery twice perfected. 

CHORUS 
It doesn’t matter what you believe, 
just as long as your heart is true, 
we’re only here for a moment, 
to express our point of view. 

I saw a film that showed the stars, 
such beauty through and through, 
with skies so vast my heart sang out, 
for in it, there was you. 

I read a book the other day, 
its paintings splashed my mind, 
with glowing creativity, 
a classic I did find. 

CHORUS 
It doesn’t matter what you believe, 
just as long as your heart is true, 
we’re only here for a moment, 
to express our point of view. 

A stranger sent a thank you note, 
that filled my thoughts with hope, 
one good deed becomes another, 
so pleased in what she wrote. 

Life has been an education, 
in the end I know I’m free, 
time well spent among the living, 
many wonders still to see. 

CHORUS 
It doesn’t matter what you believe, 
just as long as your heart is true, 
we’re only here for a moment, 
to express our point of view. 
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Inspired by the music of Michael on Fire




Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Defiance on the Cusp of Darkness

Defiance on the Cusp of Darkness

A rising squall of fear washes over me in a stormy night of vision, demanding my submission to the consuming presence of dark shadows and raging fire.

My essence, no more than a speck of sand in a desert of souls, is swallowed up by forceful currents, dragging me down as its prey to consume my spirit and leave me barren…I must break free…

Panic and anxiety builds, and does not allow thoughts to settle…there is a cauldron of noise in my mind tearing my soul apart as its searing touch descends on me like a shrieking childhood nightmare that raids my core existence…Egoic thoughts from a million minds rush in and crash upon me like shards of glass, their voices screaming for my allegiance to the madness they have embraced.

Eyes tighten in defiance for my own preservation, turning my back on the fear they command as I stand vigilant against their scorching onslaught; fists raised with broken chains, soaked in pain, shouting, "You shall not prevail! …You shall not prevail!".
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Final Edit Date: 2016 Sept. 03

About this expression: This expression deals with the struggle to maintain sanity and independence within an insane world where non-conformance to the established tyranny is treated as a criminal act that carries a minimum sentence of verbal stoning by the programmed masses…



Photo By: Stewart Brennan
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Here is a fitting song by David Roberts to go with my expression.

David Roberts brings back the craft of story telling through music with “Last Stand of the Giants”. The theme of the song leans on popular myth and folklore on the surface, but deep within, the listener will recognize a parallel to what is happening in the World today. The lyric leaves a profound understanding which is what makes this song extra special in every way. ~ Stewart Brennan ~ World United Music


David Roberts - Reverbnation
David Roberts – World United Music
David Roberts – Official Store

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Good Souls Gather


The quest to find like-minded people who are honest, empathic and care about changing the World for the better is what interests me…I’m driven and attracted to others that share a dream of a better World.

“Good Souls Gather” is a poem / song that reflects inner strength and intuitive knowledge of our connection to a greater spirit and to each other.

Good Souls Gather

There’s a guardian in my mind, that holds a map and key,
to a road that I must find, to the path that sets me free.

Here inside my sanctum, the World cries out in pain,
the suffering is unbearable, its establishment so insane.

My sorrow cries for justice, but falls on empty ears,
still I push on faithfully, despite my mounting years.

There’s a subtle voice within,
that whispers to my soul,
providing strength and guidance,
that makes my spirit whole.

Good souls are gathering, I feel it in the air,
the time of healing calls me, it beckons to all who care.

In visions the worlds on fire, demanding full attention,
its plagued with pain and suffering, by wars of intervention.

Blind reality, planned illusions, the world is filled with sin,
casting its confusion, but the truth remains within.

There’s a subtle voice within,
that whispers to my soul,
providing strength and guidance,
that makes my spirit whole.

I close my eyes to feel them, and know that that they feel me,
in the aura of emotion, they comfort and help me see.

Good souls are gathering, building for what’s to come,
lifting empathy’s fire, one heart our beating drum.

Visions remain truthful, despite the worldly weight,
our hearts and souls united, regardless of our fate.

There’s a subtle voice within,
that whispers to my soul,
providing strength and guidance,
that makes my spirit whole.

There’s a guardian in my mind, that holds a map and key,
to a road that I have found, to the path that sets me free.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Foundations Cracked and Broken



Foundations Cracked and Broken

When the trees bleed, and logic is wrath,
be wary of the crooked path,
feel the intent, the signs will linger,
death comes from the pointed finger.

Established shadows behind closed doors,
plan false flags to deceive the poor,
raging political wind up toys,
talking nonsense, truth destroyed.

Cartel medias capture the mind,
schools of thought for the blind,
twisted stories paint the lies,
hidden agendas in disguise.

A testament to Foundations Cracked and Broken,
your authority figures have all spoken,
lead not in their temptation,
but seek in truth for your salvation.
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When civilization and the way of life depend on a system of exponential growth that destroys the community, environment, human rights, and its people; when poverty, division and corruption are legislated into law by iron fisted corrupt lawmakers bent on filling their pockets with corporate bribes to usher in wars of aggression while claiming God is on their side, then we are part of a civilization built on foundations cracked and broken and doomed to die.

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