Fake Things
There are so many fake things in the world these days. Here are some of my poetic observations regarding the proliferation of fake things in the modern world. There are a few true things in the world still. But the fake things, the fraudulent things are spreading all over the world like a malignant out of control invasive species, a mental meme of fakery covering the whole world sucking the life out of the world.
Enjoy these poetic rants.
Jake Aller
Fake Gods
Every day
There is another outrageous statement
From this preacher or that preacher
Saying that God spoke to them
And told them that Trump
Was anointed by God himself
And would bring us all to the promised land
Well I hate to bring it up
But felt that I must
If God exists
And is all powerful
Why would he waste his time
Talking to these idiot preachers?
And why would he anoint Trump
The most ungodly of all politicians
How do these preachers know
It is God calling
Or perhaps it is a fake God
I mean why not?
In this age of fake age, fake asses, fake angels, fake artists, fake booze, fake boobs, fake calls, fake card games, fake casinos, fake clothes, fake computer programs, fake computer games, fake coffee, fake devils, fake doctors, fake drugs, fake eyes, fake faces, fake falls during the world cup, fake fish, fake food, fake friends, fake Gods, fake games, fake hair, fake judges, fake lawyers, fake live celebrities on TV, fake legs, fake lotto tickets, fake hearts, fake languages, fake love, fake meat, fake minds, fake ministers, fake names, fake passes, fake players, fake people, fake pot, fake politicians, fake porn, fake photos, fake poets, fake priests, fake products, fake sex, fake songs, fake sports stars, fake movies, fake TV, fake teeth, fake vaginas, fake watches, fake writers, fake victims, fake videos, fake universities and fake well everything else
Why not a fake God
Pretending to be God
Just in it for the power,
the money
And the sweat love of the beautiful babes
That he has convinced
Has to sleep with him
As God has ordained it
Yeah I think that it is
God has been replaced
By a Fake God
Does the fake God speak to them?
And what does the fake God sound like?
How did the fake God talk to them?
On the phone? By email? By tweet
Or by visions or voices in their head?
Or are they just raving lunatics
Who think that the real nonexistent God
is calling them?
Not knowing or caring it is the fake God
On the cosmic hotline from the fake heaven
God, either the real deal
Or the Fake God
does not in my opinion
Talk to idiots
Too many things to do
Running this fake God scam
While the real God is either on vacation
Or is locked up in a cosmic dungeon somewhere
Or has been killed by the fake God
In league with the real Satan
Nor should God either the real God
or the Fake God
tolerate these fools any more
The Fake God does not send us hurricanes or tornados
To punish us
That is beneath his cosmic pay grade
And the real God
Has been cut off from his power sources
Locked away into cosmic dungeon
Without a phone, internet, or power outlet
The real God is God
and is mysterious
And if he speaks to us at all
We surely do not understand
Anything he says
As we have surely screwed up
The teachings of his prophets
And all we can hear
Is the voice of the fake God
The cosmic shyster
Who has been impersonating God
Perhaps for thousands of year
So I wish to end this by saying
Oh you false prophets
STFU
The real God is not calling you
And never has
But the fake god
That’s another story
But, please
Just SFTU already
Fake People
I am living in a world of fake people
Everyone around me is fake
Everyone is running their own scams
Hiding their true nature
Behind their fake smiles
Their fake sincerity
Nothing is real any more
The news is fake
Nothing but noise
Designed to trap you
In endless out rage
And fear
For the profits
Made by the evil masters
The spin masters
The people behind the news
And everyone pretends
That this is all real
But everyone knows
It is all fake
Fake people living fake lives
In fake worlds
Surrounded by fake things
And believing fake Gods
As we all move forward
Living our fake life
In a fake world
Lost in a fake universe
Governed by a fake God
Fake Love
There is nothing real anymore
In this fake world of ours
Everything has been reduced
To nothing but commodities
To be bought and sold
And in such a toxic world
There is no room
For true love
For truth
For a real love
That transcends the fake world
And even if you find the one
You can never be sure
If it is real
Could just be yet another scam
In a world filled with fake people
Fake relationships
Fraud, and fear
Rule the world
And the market rules us all
And so true love
Has no role
In the fake modern world
Fake Life
We all live in a fake world
Imagining the illusions
Are the real world
It is all in our insane heads
Nothing but psychotic nonsense
That we project into the world
The world is filled with fake people
Living fake lives in fake villages
In faked communities
Following the latest faked scandal
The latest fake outrage
Not knowing or caring
That nothing is real
Except perhaps death
And taxes
And if you have the right attorney
Even that can be faked
Fake Death
The Gods of Science
Are about to discover
The secrets of life and death
And banish death
To the dust bin of history
As we all replace
Our bodies and our souls
With robotic new fake bodies
With the illusion
That we can live forever
Just replacing this and that body part
Living out our empty life
Wishing that we could end it all
And embrace death
But in world of fake life
Death too becomes fake
And so we are doomed
To live our futile fake life
Until at last we meet death
Perhaps in a thousand years
Perhaps in a million years
Perhaps tomorrow
Death in the end
Will prove to be
The one real thing
In this fake universe of ours
Fake Calls
Fake Calls
Every day I get woken up
As the sun comes up
By my phone ringing
With a fake call
It seems that the only people
Who ever bother to call me
Are the fake call people
Who all call me
With fake sincerity
Offering me a great deal
On this and that scam
I curse at them
Yell at them
Mutter obscenities in foreign tongues
And block their calls
Yet it does not seem to matter
The next call will be
Yet another fake call
Am I doomed to receive
Fake calls until I day I die
I turn on my computer
And read my fake news accounts
And watch TV for the latest fake news
And the politicians lying
And the criminals scheming
To take my money
The Zappa song comes to mind
You will obey me while I lead you
And eat the garbage that I feed you
Until the day that we don’t need you
Don’t go for help . . . no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold
That’s right, folks . . .
Don’t touch that dial
And I scream to the universe
Just leave me alone
Then the phone rings…..
Fake News
I
am
tired
T
I
R
E
D
Of the constant deluge
The constant flood
Of fake news in my inbox
It seems everything is fake these days
The Presidents lies
The media lies
The country lies to itself
Everything is not all right jack
And never will be right
As long as have the idiot in charge
With his constant tweets
Posturing and lies
And the spinmeisters
Spinning away
The truth is a lie
The lie is true
I can’t tell any more
It is all fake news to me
Enough no more
Give it to me straight
Quit the god damn lying
And tell us the truth
But then we can’t handle the truth
Can me?
And so the fake news continues
The constant spam
The constant lies
As we all die
From too much information
All the time
I want to quit
Go away somewhere
But nowhere is safe
As we all stuck here
In the world of fake news