SARNIA FLOOR CROSS
LIB WIN CONSERVATIVE LOSS
SOME SAY GIVE HER TOSS
CARNEY GETS HIS SWEEP
PIERRE HIS JOB WILL HE KEEP
CONSERVATIVES WEEP
BY ELECTION DAY
LIB MAJORITY SOME PRAY
JUST THREE SEATS AWAY
Thick clouds of unanswered questions
eclipse the clear light thought to be seen.
Bewildered by election commentary again,
our ears quit as media opine.
Hearers' lack of response yields understanding,
'twas a vacant struggle just to be heard.
Hardened clay won't remold without action.
Such a war of words ends with mere tolerance.
January 8, 2011, revised and posted May 11, 2024
People's selection
Got from Babylon the Great
That's by election.
"Wise Monkey"
I am tired
I am so so tired
Just sit for a while
See no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil
Shut my eyes
Listen to emptiness
Don't speak
Shhhhhhhhhhh
I am tired
I am so so tired
Just sit for a while
Watch my world
go bye
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Stone in Focus" / Aphex Twin
https://youtu.be/q86g1aop6a8
"Just Fall Asleep" / Aphex Twin
https://youtu.be/2gNtuY4VAOA
bye.
Definitition.
Bye1
- the transfer of a competitor directly to the next round of a competition in the absence of an assigned opponent.
- a run scored from a ball that passes the batsman without being hit (recorded as an extra, not credited to the individual batsman).
- one or more holes remaining unplayed after a match has been decided.
Bye 2
mid 16th century (denoting a side issue or incidental matter): from by.
Bye 3
Exclamation:
short for goodbye.
Bye 4
prefix
bye- 1. subordinate; incidental; secondary.
"by-election"
People sinning, bad men grinning
A world of flux and spam
To fight the horrid, slow the torrid
The smart ones have a plan.
By election, or selection
You’ll be part of this fight
Poked and prodded, shame allotted
They’ll force you to ‘the light.’
Burned and scoured, endless glowers
You wonder what comes next
They taunt and bait, incarcerate
To make it all ‘correct.’
But nature vying, break the lying
Smashes cries of ‘hate.’
Strictures failing, soon travailing
Truth comes by too late
Realization, not imagination
You are just what I am
People sinning, bad men grinning
A world of flux and spam.
God in His great wisdom
made an eternal selection
a people for himself
He chose by election
This He did before all time
the creator first chose indeed
out of His great love a people
to be His own special seed
God has promised to keep those
who come to Him by faith
that before earth's foundation
they were Christ's, scripture saith
Many dislike this doctrine
but God has eternally said
no man can come to the father
unless life is given to the dead
This life can only come
when man is born again
so a new birth is God given
to rescue from satin's den
All that are elected in Christ
Jesus death was them alone
He died on the cross
for their sins to atone
poetgord@2013
You planted a garden and must make a decision,
As some varieties become very independent,
You are the one that has to control this situation.
The corn grows tall, creating massive division,
Suppressing all others, becoming the one percent.
You planted a garden and must make a decision.
The squash is crafty by wondering in any direction,
And steals nutrients from others without consent,
You are the one that has to control this situation.
The tomatoes spread through rapid disconnection.
Their vines hold others down through dissent.
You planted a garden and must make a decision.
The potatoes hide to avoid any infection,
Become the underground within the basement.
You are the one that has to control this situation.
So remember, you are in charge solely by election,
And every plant is part of those you represent.
You planted a garden and must make a decision,
You are the one that has to control this situation.
By Greg Stanley
All Rise for the Honorable Judge
By Elton Camp
The state judge! Sober and impartial is he
From undue influence he is so totally free
It is the public interest that he puts first
Because he can never, ever be coerced
At least, that’s the way we want it to be
But from politics, judge selection isn’t free
A state judge is usually picked by election
Those who give money may escape detection
Big business, into this process, does pour
Far more money than it ever did before
Judges into the courts they hope to pack
Who needed impartiality will come to lack
Judges usually can hear the cases though
Even of those who gave them lots of dough
If state judges are appointed, not elected
Some think better results can be expected
But a quick, easy solution isn’t very clear
For judicial fairness this creates great fear
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