THE GREAT RAWESOME FOOD RAID OF 2011
by Jon Rappoport
We may have
Sold a few thousand automatic weapons
To Mexican drug cartels,
Helping them murder and maim,
But this time
We’re launching a pinpoint operation against…
Hands up! Vacate the store!
Dump the milk,
Clear the shelves,
Take the cash,
Steal the records,
Cuff that mother,
Take him downtown
And book him, Danno!
Don’t worry your pretty little head,
John Q Android, we’ve got it covered.
More dangerous than Fukushima!
Of the government,
Cloaked in black,
Held their final briefing.
They went over blueprints
Of the Venice
Checked their loads,
And swept out to their vehicles.
The enemy is clear this time.
This ain’t no Iraq or Afghanistan.
The raw breast of cow.
A few hundred citizens dared
To form a private group
Outside federal rules and regs.
They cared nothing for the sacrament
They defiled the word and the holy process!
WE ARE THE GOVERNMENT GODS!
WE GIVETH AND TAKETH!
FOR YOUR OWN REASONS
YOU HAVE PLACED YOURSELVES
BEYOND THE PALE!
We are the black armor and the white coats of the lab, the corporate farm, the genes, the pesticides, the nutritional denominations of the sacred pyramid. We enact our wrath from a homogenized apex of power.
Wipe that raw mustache off your lip!
Get on your knees!
This is the new day!
The mask is off. We are the gods of sustenance. From our edicts alone flow the dispensations of the natural world.
What may pass into your bodies, in this paradise of planning, is by OUR decision.
Nothing defiled may enter your mouths!
BUST THOSE BASTARDS DOWN TO THEIR SHORTS!
TAKE THEIR POSSESSIONS!
ENLIST THEIR NEIGHBORS AGAINST THEM!
MAKE THEM PARIAHS!
And now by the power vested in us, by the cracked and shattered Constitution of the United States of America, we arrest you. You have the right to remain astonished. You have the right to defend yourselves against an army of prosecutors. You have the right to speak along the narrow channel of what regulations permit you to enter as evidence. You have the right to
Realize the composition of the new world
Understand who and what is god
Pass through the valley of confusion and resistance
into the light of the all knowing brain
in the machine of justice
and regain your soul
through the terms of your punishment.
Redemption is a hard road.
Life is pain
All the way up to the moment
Inch of cream from the top.
BLOW THOSE MOTHERS TO SMITHEREENS!