Why Do You Hate Me?

What did I do to earn your wrath?
Why are you walking this hateful path?
Your contempt for me is shocking and sad
Not enough love from Mom and Dad?

It’s puzzling and strange to say the least
I’m being attacked by an invisible beast
I know your name and where you’re from
Your desperate insults are incredibly dumb

You live in the dark, I’ll stay in the light
I’ve never met anyone so full of spite
The only solution was to put you on block
Now I’m immune when you maliciously mock

It’s been 10 years since you launched your campaign
Are you still disgruntled and full of disdain?
You lack decency and a reason to be
Everyone in that room would not disagree

You’re a coward and a fraud, a tiny little man
A one-note hack who’s not in demand
You’re so ashamed of your first given name
You changed it to Chalupa. How fucking lame.

You said I had herpes and should shut the fuck up
I won’t stay quiet and I’m clean, buttercup
Repeating the same lie will never make it true
How eternally grateful I’m not pathetic like you

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Wednesday, June 27, 2018
5:17 p.m.

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Lost At Sea

Spare a thought for those lost at sea
They’re further away from tranquility
Sailing on a forgotten path
Never escaping its relentless wrath

Waves of doubt have thrown them all off-course
They ebb and flow with unrelenting force
Hanging on with just a sliver of hope
Quickly running out of ways to cope

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Wednesday, February 15, 2018
8:24 p.m.

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The Point

“You missed the point by a goddamn mile”
Her politics don’t matter, just her beautiful style
Don’t you dare focus on those women getting hurt
Doesn’t she look fabulous in her elegant skirt?

“You missed the point by a goddamn mile”
No discussion of oppression in this fashion file
Who cares about liberating these damaged souls?
Nothing’s more important than achieving #FemmeGoals

“You missed the point by a goddamn mile”
You mention her Zionism, I change the dial
Freeing Palestine can wait another day
Did you see that dress? Didn’t she slay?

“You missed the point by a goddamn mile”
Throwing truth in my face is unspeakably vile
I just don’t care about their endless plight
They’re not glamourous icons who happen to be white

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Monday, January 8, 2018
10:14 p.m.

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A Banquet Of Desire

I enter you slowly
You squirm with delight
Flat on your back
Skin so milky white

The pace quickens
You sigh at every thrust
Heels flying in the air
An expression of lust

Glistening bodies
Intensifying heat
Vanishing problems
An impossible feat

You roll on your side
I climb aboard
Hands are exploring
As you slide on my sword

You take the lead
Now you’re on top
Grabbing and squeezing
With no wish to stop

Feeling the grind
As this foundation shakes
The sighs are now groans
As every part aches

Time to get vertical
The space soon tightens
Pounding like a juggernaut
So fierce it frightens

We’re close to the end
A shortness of breath
A banquet of desire
Then a little death

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Thursday, January 4, 2018
7:47 p.m.

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Disappear The Silence

A glance across the room
Purposeful avoidance
The sudden tightening of muscles
The escalation of intensity

Slowly drawing nearer

Collective ignorance
Total indifference
Drowning noise the perfect cover

Slowly drawing nearer

Attention diverted
Unmistakable laughter
A wave of self-consciousness

Slowly drawing nearer

Disappearing space
A shadow looming
A quiet fire approaching

Slowly drawing nearer

A paused conversation
A pained realization
A changed expression

Slowly drawing nearer

Self-control evaporating
The desert becomes a river
No more stillness

Slowly drawing nearer

A blinding sight
A haunting spectre
An unwelcome past resurrected
Impossible to breathe
Minutes feeling like hours
Shuddering in its presence
Suddenly alone in the crowd

And then, a gentle touch
And a look of concern
Disappears the silence
For now

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Thursday, December 28, 2017
3:49 a.m.

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Fake Progressive

Selfish dick who does what he wants
Hateful prick who bullies and taunts
The stench of failure endlessly haunts
Callous ignorance he deliberately flaunts

Fake progressive who settles for less
Always aggressive and making a mess
Status quo slave often burned by a guess
Can’t convince voters to just say yes

Habitually unwise and completely out of touch
This phony disguise has become too much
So many wasted years dependent on this crutch
Pressured to perform, he fails in the clutch

Professional windbag who just won’t quit
Horrendous douchebag with bile and spit
Lacking true insight and deprived of wit
His political judgment isn’t worth shit

Feigning interest in people’s pain
A boring centrist and exceedingly vain
A giant head with a tiny brain
No more free rides on this gravy train

Lost and confused about the coming change
Tossed and refused and feeling so strange
Left behind on the loser range
Too late to go back and rearrange

A sanctimonious hack emboldened by a fight
Given the sack when proven none too bright
Immune to true suffering because he’s white
Never gives a damn about their perilous plight

An overdue humbling so richly deserved
Typical bumbling that hurts the underserved
A discredited strategist poorly preserved
A place at the table no longer reserved

A pest and a tool with no future to come
No rest for this fool starving for a crumb
There are no thoughts, just a continuous hum
Once he was the shark, now he’s the chum

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, December 15, 2017
7:54 p.m.

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Path Of Resistance

I am a thought that rattles your senses
An emotional storm that overwhelms your defenses
The crack in the dam that exposes your weakness
A ray of light shining right through your bleakness

A flash of hope that illuminates the dark
A fresh idea leaving an indelible mark
A quiet revolution that will conquer your fear
A cleansing mechanism making your conscience clear

I am a noise uncomfortable to take
Truthful sounds that smother the fake
I alter the future with a single note
Your lies and deceptions will soon be remote

A path of resistance undeterred by your walls
A refusal of compliance with your accusatory calls
I am The No you refuse to accept
Change is easier when the king is inept

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
3:41 a.m.

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The Acquiescence

Pretending to care about actual change
Until they’re safely out of range
They convince themselves they talk a good game
But they’re determined to keep things exactly the same
Shocked by the loathing and widespread contempt
Can’t even bother to make an earnest attempt
Feigning sympathy for your tales of woe
All while strengthening a brutal status quo

Slaves to corruption and leaders who kill
They bombed millions and stuck you with the bill
They don’t give a fuck about the working poor
They all line up to support the next war
Afraid of offending their biggest donors
Constantly making embarrassing boners
They rigged their own system to put forth a loser
Who couldn’t even defeat a racist abuser

A revolt is raging within their ranks
This is what you get for defending the banks
The knives are out and blood will be shed
They won’t rest until you’re dead
But go on, keep pursuing your conspiracy theory
As your fading supporters grow increasingly weary
They don’t believe your opposition is bold
They know too well how easily you fold

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, June 16, 2017
11:29 p.m.

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Hot Persuasion

You scream liberation without making a sound
Everywhere you walk becomes sacred ground
A sensuous revelation unencumbered by guilt
Hot persuasion so magnificently built

A human furnace on the coldest of days
A refreshing breeze in the hot summer rays
I’m always hypnotized by your enchanting spell
You could easily replenish the driest well

Skin so inviting I can’t help but stare
I’m looking at a beauty so incredibly rare
Sweet and kind, a delightful nerd
You can awaken the dead with a whispered word

You arouse the curious by shedding your clothes
You demand attention with your seductive pose
A bright young goddess with a creative flair
I can see it printed on your underwear

A lust for blood on the silver screen
An enthusiasm on par with the most passionate teen
A gamer, a lover, a delectable peach
A promising future is within your reach

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, May 26, 2017
11:29 p.m.

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Liberal In Denial

A flamethrower with really bad timing
Out of touch with the angry masses
Stunned to once again be kicked to the curb
Impotently ranting as his time passes

Foiled by the shifting of the winds
Stuck in the past that will never return
Struggling to understand the new reality
Foolishly thought that it was her turn

An absolute master at collapsing bridges
So many relationships severed and torn
A downfall caused by pitiful decisions
A satisfying defeat that no one will mourn

Completely convinced of his own acumen
As arrogant as Margaret Thatcher
Two failed attempts to acquire modest power
You couldn’t even get elected dog catcher

Fatuous and lame, predictable and fake
A liberal who’s not very progressive
Dangerous positions rejected by most
Time to reach for that anti-depressive

When it all goes to shit you blame someone else
A sure sign of your chronic immaturity
How you long for a hero as dull as yourself
One who meets your criteria for purity

Racist and sexist without acknowledging such traits
Is the very definition of denial
Projecting your flaws onto those who oppose
You’re not noble at all, just vile

Contradictions abound when you lack consistency
Sometimes I wonder if you’re drunk
The glory days are over for you, I’m afraid
There’s no escaping this monumental funk

A verbal assailant who lives for the joust
But crumbles when challenged with facts
You can’t win with silence or petty retorts
You’re running out of retaliatory acts

Stop believing you’re on the inside
Such delusions make me laugh and cough
Some words of advice you need to hear
Do us a favour and kindly fuck off

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Saturday, April 15, 2017
4:00 p.m.

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