States of the Union — Arizona

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Abortion, amish paradise, arizona, causality, fundamentalism, Poem, Poetry, pregnancy, Religion, Sonnet, weird al yankovic

The crimson sand aflow, did slow and still,
Then retrograde, ascended into glass,
As gov’nor’s pen be labored on the bill
That set Causality upon its ass.
The children conceived before the act
Are forced into a quasi stated life
Unholy bastards made with stately tact
To keep the virgins from the doctor’s knife.
Horses prancing moonwalks in the parade,
Trumpets sounding muted with drawn in air,
Carts before the horse in this promenade,
Vacuumed kisses sucked by queens of the fair.
To have pregnant virgin girl delights,
Live in an Arizonan Paradise.

This is in reference to Arizona’s recent law that declares pregnancy begins two weeks before conception. For more writings on this see:

Trouble with Bastard Tribbles in Arizona
Arguments for God Legally Void in Arizona

States of the Union — Nevada

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Abuse, Molestation, Nevada, Poetry, Prostitution, Rape, Sonnet

When johns with shriveled egos come to find
That paid relationships oft further bring
Despair and lonely apathy to mind,
The pricks of love administer their sting.
These women bear their broken souls of flesh,
Pretending pleasures — little recompense
For fractured younger lives, filleted, unfresh,
Unloved, unborn, the copied crimes immense!
Yet, can these crimes of passionate abuse
Be legalized by politicians’ lust?
Do dollars gained by taxes most obtuse
Suffice to sanction man’s denuded thrust?
When laws intend a rape to sanctify,
The misplaced love of evils multiply.

In a recent study, it was noted that 81% of prostitutes in Nevada wanted out of this occupation which more often than not, society has forced them into. There are, of course, many adult hardships that might bring one to a point of prostitution, but generally these souls have been brought to their state by abuse in their younger years. The state sanctioning of prostitution is nothing less than legalized rape, which encourages more rape and molestation in a never ending
cycle of abuse.

States of the Union — Louisiana

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anonymity, cash, Law, legislation, Louisiana, Poem, Poetry, Politics, Sonnet, states

When each transaction must be written down,
Recorded for perusal by the law,
When people become known by what they own,
Instead of showing others who they are,
What is the cost of lives so publicly
Displayed as shadows cast upon the wall?
Do they desire control of all we be
Or catch the second-handed criminal?
Yet, money brought us to this shore of debt
From wealthy to cashiered society.
The bottom dollar made our lives bereft
Of soul and forged our chains so quietly.
When free exchange of goods become the cost,
The globalists’ economy is lost.

In August of 2011, Louisiana passed a law that bans cash transactions on all second-hand merchandise.