John Trubee

  1. love is...?
  2. New Haiku December 2006
  3. Life is Terriby Short
  4. Pomp & Monuments
  5. The Voice of your Brother's Blood
  6. The Vote of an Outsider Madman
  7. No Reverence For The Dead
  8. John Trubee's album tites for your free use
  9. Hawaian Tan Ratface - Complete Text
  10. Heliotropic Mice
  11. Keys to Ecstasy
  12. Money For Stunted Vulgarians
  13. The New American Infant
  14. Pompous Quotes for the Day 02/03/06
  15. Quotes
  16. Take a Shit on Me
  17. Twilight Song
  18. Wickedness
  19. You Stole My Smile

Hawaiian Tan Ratface - Lyrics

  1. While You Were Making Love
  2. The Dream
  3. 3 Bitches
  4. World of Misery
  5. Song of the Tiger
  6. Triumph of the Damned
  7. Christina's Lullaby 
               The Vote of An Outsider Madman
               Copyright c 2006 John Trubee




               2 days before elections yesterday on the radio
               Senator Frist stated that if Democrats win
               Families with incomes of $62,000
                    will see their taxes raised.

               I am a workingman
               I have struggled all my life.
               Interminable tracts of anguished poverty
                  and soul-blasting unemployment
               Have permanently altered my brain chemistry
                  into attitudes of rage against the masters

               Taxes are withheld from my paycheck
                I only count the money I have on Friday
                Only the rich worry about taxes.

                I deeply resent Senator Frist
                Attempting to manipulate my vote
                By punching my fear button
                Appeals to greed 
                An overweening concern with pennies
                All that is small and puny within me

                I already voted weeks ago by absentee ballot
                Against everyone and everything Senator Frist favors
                
                I flung my completed ballot into the nearest mailbox
                Within minutes of receiving it
                In black rage against those I hate

                In all my life struggles nobody listened
                Nobody heard my cries or witnessed my travails
                Caprices of business and the interests of the wealthy
                 Arrayed against me  

                Politicians and businessmen suck for power
                Vicious pimps
                Not a statesman, philosopher, sage,
                Or noble man among them

                Let the rich and powerful fall
                Let them gnash their teeth and grieve in impotent rage
                For the loss of their high stations and gold

                Now those truly deserving of such suffering
                Are crying
                For once.