Showing posts with label Fraud. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fraud. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Everything Colorless


Edited by:  Randy Sturridge



Clones of shattered youth are born

Evacuated shells of previous generations

Emotionless days and vacant dinner tables

Hard tiled floors of a cultureless nation

Perpetuating activism fighting for others

Bi-products of war and deaths of mothers

Speeches of yesterday drown out the skies

Propelling future hopes of past mentioned times

Everything colorless with senses so plain

Society forgotten with faith in nation deranged

Clones built on promises of better days

Slowly accepting all these shades of grey


Randy Sturridge

Friday, September 2, 2011

Genuine Construct







Never stop, never settle down

One step ahead, on safer ground

Lock the windows, draw the shades

Down with the lightscandles okay

Struggle a constant, picking my head

Must secure a solution unique and unsaid

Perilous days are all that remain

Evacuated majority wanted no more pain

Malicious mistreated revenge declared

Tattered remnants from societal warfare

A genuine construct novel and beyond

Electrical particles tested all wrong

Plausible admonitions cautioned to late

as ideas of wonder influenced rage

Disease took hold unfathomed in stride

Purging the land not a matter of sides

Who are the victims who are the foe

No sides declared just survive with the flow


randy sturridge

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Public Relations


Public relations is one hell of an industry
With the ability to re-create any event in history
Re-defining the motives fueling causing and effect
Directing a focus by political sects
Supply and demand quite convoluted these days
with all of the endorsed factors in play
Tipping the balance that allows us to be free
Anything is possible with public relations you see


The cost of goods and services continue to rise
With the consistent passing as our small business dies
The corporate machine drives inflated costs
With intricate conveyance the truth becomes lost
An opportunity exists for every single man
To expose these obvious motives if he can
Rations on deck with the promise of depression
Open your eyes its the public relations direction