Dishonorable Diss Charge

Dishonorable Diss Charge

Let's restore honor to honesty and hone our beliefs
that our honey is sweet and our hundred monkey theory
and meme making devices mean lies and deceit
can seem real for time until they dematerialize into white steam and heat.
It seems as I speak that I'm inspired again, not chastised by chagrins
of charlatans charading whose honor is weak, honest to Pete!
My feet is sore and bleeding from all the nonsense we've seen,

What a metaphor that stores the data that a message is complete
Anaphorally speaking, and as Obama would speak, and honor could be
shored up in due course and tied with cord to honesty. Honestly. Honor these
Words and sentences, hence the blended beat recommends a second read.
For a more studiously ridiculed pour over or some sort of comprehension at least.
This wasn't sent from the beast but inspired by the Pleiades.
This is the plea I feel and thus this is the plea I read. Listen if you please.
This is just a tease for what you get when we finally meet.

I share story with first nations teachings, bonfire lit meetings
tears on the cheeks and hearts move together in beating
Like Reiki or spanking our connection makes your energy move
I'll berate the fake uncle Yankee in the same shrewd breath as my prayer
in tune with the suns penumbra magnetic arithmathematicca where
I glow brighter when phonetics used phreneticly scare
The canned-laughter speech-written bullshitting RNC chair.

The McCain camp can't compare couldn't stand wouldn't dare
to duly duel, as dookie talking "duty walking" bullies are inflated with air
First we said it ain't fair, and now we've got a message to bare,
internetted and fully vetted for truth with no comparable flare
to pretty headed lipstick smeared pigs as your proof.
John McCain, this is YOUR glass roof.
You lied and now it’s forever embedded in time.
You shamed yourself for party lines and lies reveal character flaws
so deeply buried inside that they'll never dislodge...
John McCain This is your Dishonorable Diss Charge.
Pun intended and construed
This is Sayv1 and as for this message: I approve.

September 20th, 2008

(This poem won 1st place in Portland's first poetry slam in 6 years)