By

 

James Bredin

 

When Muslims become a majority, should women change?

Will those terrible tattoos be allowed or rearranged,

Will it be black burka masks for them, down to the ground?

Up to four wives per man; how does that sound?

 

When and if Sharia law replaces our civil law,

Activist feminists might feel that there’s a flaw,

It’s called democracy which tends to work on numbers,

By then we’ll be a minority because we’ll be outnumbered.

 

Because four wives with four babies each, can change a lot,

By then our Bigamy laws will be almost long forgot,

And I don’t think the imams will go for that same-sex stuff,

And ayatollah might say, “Enough is enough.”

 

So women who are able should go home and have a baby,

Those with or without husbands and do it soon maybe,

And increase the population before it’s too late,

Can’t compete with four wives though and there is no debate.

 

I think I’ll miss Christmas though and that might be gone,

You probably don’t believe me as you have another yawn,

Turkey, where Mary lived and Egypt were once Christian places,

History tends to repeat itself right in our faces.

 

Friday, December 8, 2006

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By

 

James Bredin

 

They used the Supreme Court as a mechanism for change,

Because democracy is usually difficult to rearrange,

Their left-wing dictatorship agenda had to be maintained,

Through the Trudeau Chretien Charter it was all arranged.

 

Government by fiat arranged by the Supreme Court,

No need for referendums, recall or people support,

Abortion clinics could be built on every second street,

Kill babies by the thousands without being too discreet.

 

The population can be increased by immigrants galore,

Four wives, each with four kids and lots of Muslim décor,

Freedom of Islam religion so forget those bigamy laws,

Is Canada eventually headed straight into bicultural jaws?

 

Plus young criminals can’t be named and there is no shame,

These are youthful offenders and not criminals to blame,

Soft on crime politicians and judges soft in the head,

Though the victims of these criminals may indeed be dead.

 

Minimum sentences, house arrest, legal aid and bail,

Halfway houses often used for those who should be in jail,

A justice system that seems to have gone off the rails,

Where they believe all legal aid lawyers and criminal tales.

 

Politicians decided prisoners could have Internet access,

And they don’t have to use the jail as their home address,

No need to worry because they’re also allowed to vote,

Pompous politicians received many e-mail thank-you notes.

 

Monday, December 04, 2006

 

 

 

 

 

Nameless Dead Babies

 

By

 

James Bredin

 

Unborn nameless babies have no Charter rights,

Holocaust of abortions under medical lights,

Allowed by our appointed Supreme Court folk

No referendums, no questions, no answers, no joke.

 

Rule by their High Court edicts is not democracy,

Isolated and indifferent in their autocracy,

Vested interests, hypocrisy and arrogance hidden,

Where the idea of recall is absolutely forbidden.

 

Wretched dead babies, without given names,

Merely statistics in abortionists’ feminists’ claims

A system of birth control with a little dead corpse,

Has morality gone backwards into a time warp?

 

And Canadians are helpless and can’t do a thing,

This is what Trudeau’s Charter decisions bring,

Pompously claiming competence and compassion,

Not for unborn babies but for ladies of fashion.

 

In discreet and non-judgemental situations,

No need for mothers to feel guilt or frustrations,

Counselling and gynaecological examinations,

For holocaust of the nameless with no relations.

 

They see it as a medical condition to be cured,

Unwanted pregnancy that should not be endured,

Is it health, sickness, fetus, life, death, warm or cold?

Is this part of the health system we pay to uphold?

 

 

Friday, March 31, 2006

 

 

The Abortion Clinics

 

By

 

James Bredin

 

 

A country with only a few babies is going no where fast,

With abortion clinics here and there unlike in years long past,

Fooling around with nature at taxpayers expense,

Eventually we’ll get what we deserve with no pretence.

 

Abortion clinics kill thousands of babies before they arrive,

Fearful fetus numbers hidden and no new born babies alive,

Canadian Auschwitz death camps on an industrial scale,

Don’t ask and don’t tell whether the fetus was female or male.

 

While the activists feminists are pompously pleased as punch,

As they discuss these social stigmas over a quiet brunch,

Aging population replaced by incoming immigrant tribes,

Amid the call from the mosque minarets, four wives and scribes.

 

But the silent scream of dead babies has never been heard,

And its all legal since our Supreme Court gave their word,

And those life-time appointees can’t do anything wrong,

Not since Chretien and Trudeau wrote their Charter song.

 

No need for a guilty conscience because it’s all antiseptic,

Unfashionable to be pregnant and no need to be a skeptic,

So eventually we’ll all face Mecca as we kneel down to prayers,

Ironic about population changes with no little baby chairs.

 

Saturday, December 2, 2006

 

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War and Peacekeeping

 

By

 

James Bredin

 

Young guys will go to war for not much of a cause,

Really for the adventure and maybe just because,

The past is chockablock full with this type of history,

Point out the enemy and the place and there’s no mystery.

 

Particularly if the war is far away somewhere over there,

Different nationality, language, religion or prayer,

With help from the UN, NATO or some international group,

More than justified, if they lend us one or two of their troops.

 

We have to stop the bad guys from doing what they do,

Teach them a lesson with our guns, weapons and crew,

Our politicians can then all stand up and shout,

We’re the good guys and we know what it’s all about.

 

And when the dead guys return, politicians give a speech,

Like a preacher, priest or minister, completely out of reach,

These so-called peacekeeping soldiers should not be dead,

But they were killed by a suicide bomber over there instead.

 

Could we ask these ambitious politicians to cool their jets?

Adapt to peaceful means without wars or threats,

And don’t call them UN peacekeepers because that’s a lie,

Soldiers make war and get killed for no good reason why.

 

But now they want us in Somalia, Rwanda or Chad,

Because left-wing UN African activists are all so sad,

And if we can’t stop the fighting or aids, we bring them here,

Call them UN aids refugees while politicians look sincere.

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

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