Some days may start with smiles and grin
Before life’s problems do begin
Somehow we never seem to know
Which way each season’s wind will blow.
We take our chances, pray a lot
Make do the best with what we’ve got
Remember how the people care
The kindest are more prone to share.
Today the nation’s full of fools
Believing they make up the rules
And follow any path they choose
Without a threat of win or lose.
How sad that we are come to this
Peace destroyed by a ” Judas ” kiss !
My heart’s so full I dare not speak
A world so sad, so dark, so bleak
The winds of war doth us surround
The earth begs cleansing all around.
May God in heaven hear our plea
And use His power to set us free !
While Congress prances all around
Our troops lay dying on the ground
But little care do they eschew
That comforts any other view
There is a God we must believe
Who soon our honor will retrieve !
PLEASE PASS THIS ON.
The northern winds are blowing now
They’ve lobbied hard across the bow
And times are changing every day
As life is waning fast away.
When is it we’ll get straight again,
Begin once more to act like men
Preserve our values and defend
Our Constitution to the end ?
Corruption bides a care away
Assailing all, day after day
With evil lurking everywhere
Around the corner, up the stair.
The malice and the discontent
Behind each issue and event
Spurred on by those who envy all
And wage no other lifetime call.
Tis sad to think so many more
Are rushing through our broken door
And bringing nought to help our side
Each seeking but a free landslide !
Let’s pull the bell and ring the chimes
It’s time to welcome latter times
We’ll sing a hymn and raise each voice
To praise the Lord and make our choice.
The day is come, remember this
Christ was betrayed by but one kiss
Oh Judas, if you could have known
Would you have chosen to stay home ?
Accursed your name forever is
Throughout the world, both ours and His
I am so sad you’ve earned this fame
God save us all in Jesus’ name !
The drums of war beat hard and loud
All occasioned by an ugly crowd
No patriots to save the day
All in the hands of men who pay
Oh precious Lord, please hear our plea
And save our land from infamy !
I find the world is occupied
With selfishness and foolish pride
Such nonsense to cast sense aside
While from the truth forever hide !
I’m told that justice is quite blind
In all the truths that man does find
She is the judge who may deceive
But yet the one most will believe !
How sad that she must blinded be
Throughout the world’s vast infamy
Unfaithful to her name indeed
And traitor to her precious creed !
I’ve often thought that life would be
A picnic ‘neath an apple tree
Or cottage with white picket fence
Set in a garden filled with scents
Perhaps a seaside path that winds
Along some beach the seaweed finds.
That used to be the way I thought
Until my vision soon got caught
Into the lessons life may teach
All we perceive before we reach
That space in time when truth revealed
There’s too much left that is concealed !
The cannibals are on a path
Appearing to be full of wrath
Consuming all that came before
The good, the kind and so much more.
With scant discretion on their part
They operate without a heart
It matters not what they destroy
Or which tactics they employ,
The need for power is all they know
However shall this nation grow ?
The time is here, the time is now
We knew that it might come somehow
Last night deep frost did show its face
Now most new green has been erased.
I see the limbs of all the trees
Succumbing to the crippling freeze
That yesterday were chock full of
The thrill of spring and signs of love.
The blossoms filled each branch and twig
At times enhanced by petal’d wig
What shall be left when frost has gone
And damaged growth must carry on ?
The serpent slithers on the ground
And waits in crevises around
Sometimes he slips his skin aside
To cloak his strike or presence hide.
Oh evil spirit, this we know
Who spoke to Eve so long ago
For it was he inspired the pair
To disregard God’s warning there.
And thus man’s paradise was lost
There is no way to count the cost !
The drums are throbbing, hear the sound
There is no silence to be found
With victims sobbing loud and strong
How do agressors still prolong ?
There is great danger in the air
The wolves have left their secret lair
They lie in wait with coats now shorn
Disguised with sheeplike woolen worn.
Oh sad the lies that we all hear
With foment manufactured near,
Proponents of “egality”
What happened to equality ?
The clouds above seem ominous
And cast dark shadows over us
The wind is still and quiet now
There is no swaying of the bough.
The silence of this early morn
Bears portents of a day forlorn
Oh Lord, we weep for those we’ve lost
Is there no end to freedom’s cost,
Where is the path for us to save
Our world from such a reckless knave ?
EXCUSE ME but I was raised with my mother’s familiar and oft repeated admonition that echoed Sir Walter Scott’s lines from his lengthy poem “Marmion”, you know the one, “Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive”. In retrospect that simple homily is far more applicable today than it would have been in the Garden of Eden ! Quite an observation, eh ? I encourage you to consider all of today’s headlines, storylines and psycho-babble, is this not part of that oh-so-tangled web ? Lord, save us from the power of those who know everything ! I readily admit that I know nothing, I find that somehow comforting ! How about you ? Sincerely, Claire B.
The coward utters emboldened word
He will repeat what he has heard;
A man of courage will peace prolong
His ethic must be both bold and strong !
The weak man hides his deceptive heart
And covers all with fallacious art
How sad that only time can reveal
The deep dark secret he does conceal !
Oh would that God might give us a sign
That we should each our allegiance find !
What madness here that I can see
With strength that overpowers me
And grows intense as days go by
To watch our freedoms fade and die ?
Where is the world that I once knew
Its courage strong, it’s values true
While shadows fall upon the thieves
And on the streets the poplace grieves ?
This country that we love so much
Suffers greatly from Midas’ touch
When will this deity be gone
Have we the time to wait that long ?
I do recall when I was young
How proud we were and prayers we sung
To thank the Lord up in the sky
While watching that bright banner fly !
We pledged our trust to God and man
Assuring all with voice and hand
We will not fail or fall behind
Our actions would be just and kind !
And so it was these many years
We have survived through trials and tears
Seems now that we have reached an end
Our flag reviled and without friend !
The leaves of time blow wild and sere
The trees of life turn stark and drear
This is the season we’ve been told
That chills the mind and waxes bold.
The serpent moves in secret ways
Designed to veil his anguine days
We need take care to not be caught
Within the net the viper wrought !
I find myself a stranger in this land
With unknown issues slipping out of hand
Lost and forgotten on these streets of glass
All vision clouded by a wall of crass
Once was our rights meant freedom from the fear
That arrogance would chance to anchor here.
We’ve been remiss and careless in our cause
Our cowardice and lies should give us pause
This place is weakened by a flock of fools
Who have no goal except ignore the rules
And bow a nation down to even score
What happens when the Fagin yields no more ?
Do you recall those summer days that used to be
When all we did was play beside the sand and sea,
No thought or care to question our security
And whether freedom’s virtues were no longer free,
What’s caused all this, I do not know or cannot see
Who is it now that schemes to curb our liberty?
These memories that from our youth still cling
To values old that hope and trust will bring
Into this world since truth has lost its place
With no good choice to fill the empty space.
A valued thought by chance may come to mind
To help employ the wisdom we shall find
And question why our world has lost its way
Amid the toxins of the present day.
As men reject their past identity
In this sad world of such dishonesty
And leave us here to ponder why they do,
We lose our faith their words or deeds ring true!
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Claire V. Bogdanos 