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"Those who cannot remember the past
are condemned to repeat it"
George Santayana.
The American Revolutionary War was
The 13 colonies' war for independence.
Their beliefs and resolve were so
greatly valued that they fought
and risked their lives and fortunes.
Against tremendous odds, they conquered.
They gave presently that others might gain
in the years to come. THAT was THEN.
The American Civil War demonstrated that
The Southern States believed in one way and
The Northern States believed differently.
It was settled by blood that still bleeds today.
The blood of disunity is spilling across America.
There is much pain, but the nation remains intact.
THAT was also THEN.
Need we mention the near extinction of Native Americans?
How can we ever justify the human enslavement of millions?
Do we dare attempt to explain the Japanese internment camps?
Regardless of when we believe that life begins, in the courtroom
of Almighty God, who will pay the penalty for the abortion of
millions of babies, especially since 1972? Notwithstanding,
We must find a way to move on. THAT too was THEN.
An entire nation under the spell of Adolf Hitler,
and also, an entire world for far too long, stood by
and allowed the slaughter of 6 million Jews. Moreover,
We and the world must find a way to move on. None of
those atrocities must ever happen again.
Yes, THAT was THEN.
How do we separate the negatives from the positives?
So much of THAT which was THEN is also THIS which is NOW.
How do we dismiss the evils of yesterday and choose the good?
Presently, the future looks dark. Although dim, I still see light.
May God enable us to go forward with the 'the good that is NOW'.
in order to get back to Eden to live on top of the world
there are a few things from God which need to be heard
here in America in the democratic land of milk and honey
African-Americans are disproportionate when it comes to power and money
our healthcare is poorer, our finances worse, few of us in seats of power
at the bottom of most demographic indicators and our circumstances diminish by the hour
the most unemployed, the most discriminated, the first to be laid-off or dismissed
more of us in jail, a lot of us illiterate, there are too many problems for me to list
fewer marketable skills, fewest high school diplomas and don't mention college degrees
African-American men in America need to take off their blinders and see
to those who stand behind stained-glass windows and look down on those who have less
you need to take your brothers back to Eden and put an end to all this mess
you might not comprehend their reality but you should attempt to understand
that as true servants of God you should help your fellow man
if you consider yourself to be a true disciple of Christ
what have you done to enrich someone else's life?
who did you clothe? who did you feed?
who did you minister to in their time of need?
who did you mentor to on how to be a man?
who did you talk to or stretch out your hand?
there's a lot of work that needs to be done to get our brothers inspired
we need to help them build a relationship with God and do as Jesus aspired
in order to get back to Eden we need to start at the very beginning
with the basic instructions that God is recommending
to fellowship with your fellow man
to develop a trust opposite to slavery's plan
to communicate with positivity
to no longer promote negativity
to pull up your pants and walk like a man
to be productive and not destructive
to be supportive and not abortive
to act like someone's father and not like you're being bothered
to teach our brothers to put down the guns and take up the cross
so they will no longer act like thugs but to think like a boss
no longer will we be divided with jealous envy
now united as brothers under God's authority
getting back to Eden to be on top of the world
to living our lives according to God's Holy word
to get back to Eden and up from the basement of life
living on top of the world as brothers with our savior Jesus Christ
Buzzards on the Infamous Hill
Always sitting at the edge of my seat,
When, oh when, shall truth finally come out…
As a true,American splendiferous treat!
But buzzards of cravish deception,
Fill the political, pockmarked skies.
Leaving us forever, with questions.
These carnivores reside on The Hill.
Where truth and goodness perish.
Americans left with lies, hope is killed.
Ethics lay as pricey,broken sunglasses.
Crushed beneath deceptive, well heeled feet.
“No news, just pure propaganda for the masses?”
Now, an amoral ,upside down, nation,
Where cheating and lies are given full reign.
And all good folk, dubbed as “abominations?”
Indeed, tis the poison Swamp’s entire purpose.
To establish a frightening totalitarian future.
Where depravity is honored, in their very sinews.
7/21/ 2023
Whether you believe in gun laws or not,
Taking away guns is not going to change
The mentality of the deranged
Taking away trucks would not have stopped
The recent NYC attacker from harming people
On a bike path, as it happened
The frustration is brewing because,
There is not an easy fix such as this being portrayed
There are so many ‘other’ issues, not addressed
Such as a failing judicial system and corruption
Infiltration of the enemy, criminals ‘empowered’
Also, lack of help for those who need it
Division with Americans instead of uniting
Transformation continuously happening in America
It is a big picture and a very complex one
Until it is looked at fully, this will escalate
Yes, we are grieving, hurt, wanting positive change
However, the focus on one singular issue endlessly,
--- Will not turn this around ---
Heidi Sands
11/6/17
Oh, give me a home where everyone is free to roam,
sharing hugs and kisses with family and friends
Where there's nothing to fear 'neath the capitol dome
And my combatant countrymen have made amends
I want incivility to stop, ending the bitter hostility
Brother vs brother, hating each other with animosity
It's a misnomer to call ourselves "The United States"
when any topic discussed turns into chaotic debates
I desire a state of well-being, a country free of ill-health
Life is more important, compared to any material wealth
When did belligerence become accepted by so many?
What happened to the smiles we wore? I no longer see any
If it were possible, I would paint everyone in a sepia hue
No blacks or whites; color would no longer have value
Medicine would not come with side effects that could kill
America would be great again because of man's goodwill
Freedom would belong to each man, woman, and child
We would respect nature and protect animals in the wild
Americans would live together in harmony; honor bound
Proud of our homeland, and once again world renowned
I long to see the U. S. have representatives who care
about our beautiful country, and keep oaths they swear
I want Old Glory to fly high, not used in domestic battle
dishonored by rioters, stampeding like a herd of cattle
Arguing over who's at fault has only brought us shame
What good are words and fingers pointing out the blame
I'm ready to move on and it's my hope that you are, too
Americans, remember what John Kennedy asked of you
Save the Constitution
What would the framers of the Constitution say?
To see socialists gaining favor and momentum,
And grabbing power by debasing the United States
By destroying the foundation on which America was built.
Propaganda and hatred spew from their socialist lips,
Disguised by the political party that they have hijacked.
Nothing is sacred to them in their quest for power,
Even if it means ripping the Constitution apart.
They worship the gods of evil sanctimoniously
(The transfer of power is through coups employed viciously)
And disregard the American Constitution wholeheartedly
In their quest to submit the country to foreign dominance.
Americans! Be not fooled! Among you lurks deceit,
From spies in the Capitol to traitors in the streets.
There are snakes in the grass, devilish in desire,
Who don’t cherish the United States Constitution at heart
Nor share the American dream rooted in independence.
***
Note:
The Constitution of the United States of America was adopted and signed on September 17, 1787, at Independence Hall in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Nothing means
anything any more
Empty language
swirls in the fetid air
“signifying nothing”.
Our hard-won Constitution
no longer promises.
History? What history?
Our White House,
the very symbol of democracy
with its famous rose garden,
tended with love by many
presidents’ wives,
destroyed, paved over
like any nondescript
hotel courtyard, sterile,
uninviting, lacking relevance.
East Wing façade only
to be removed (we were
lied to, as usual) as we saw
entire East Wing illegally
demolished, making way
for Trump’s monument to
himself, a tasteless nouveau-riche
ballroom, cheapened by
show-off gold and more gold!
History be damned.
Slavery, abuse of
native Americans
and their children?
Separation of children
and parents, no legal recourse,
never happened, we’re told.
Did we once have a
black president?
Portrait hidden in
an unused stairwell.
Only whites need apply.
“Word of Law” now
meaningless jargon,
Decrees and decisions
bought and paid for
by the highest bidders,
sycophants to the power
at the top, evil radiating in
every direction,
like rivers of sewage
from a burst pipe.
Hate contaminating
all facets of life.
Governmental goals only
power and vengeance.
Grifted cash by a felon,
Our elected representatives,
sworn to protect us and our
Constitution, instead relegate us
to the dustbins of yesteryear.
The sights of the stars and stripes,
Invoke in me a sensation of pride,
When I hear The Star Spangled Banner,
I’m besieged with chills running up and down my spine.
Because they represent the justice and freedom,
All Americans have come to enjoy,
But sadly, sometimes it’s at the expense,
Of the lives of someone’s little girl or young boy.
These brave Americans chose to serve,
But, unfortunately, not all will survive,
To revel in the accolades they so well deserve.
That’s why, on the last day in May,
We celebrate and pray;
Lord, please comfort the souls of our fallen heroes,
And God, bless our beloved U.S.A.
As time is waning, will you be paying attention?
Procrastination, what ifs, and what you could have been?
Therefore, is your life in order? Are the bills paid for?
Beyond life’s shore, will a child be kick out the front door?
Most Americans live on a weekly salary
What? A peasant, a home vacant, living austerely
If rich, the absent may lead to courts and agony
The end draws near, the goodbyes, the tears fall in all eyes
As your breath grows cold and hearing the family's cries
The spirit takes form as the body is left behind
Every mortal experience is clear and outlined
All words, actions, thoughts, and deeds are put on the big screen
Pleasant dreams and remember to enjoy Halloween
Halloween Scare - Poetry Contest
10/20/2017 Updated 5/14/2019
Form:
America, in this modern age
Population so proud
On their ancestors heritage
But in the annuls of time
Not that long ago
To a new world they came
Immigrants so
They travelled far and wide
Some further than most
Open invitation from their American host
Many reasons
As they left their homes
Some directly
While many roamed
To America's shores
In their many ports
Protection by, their military forts
To the land of plenty
And the home of the free
Where many immigrants settled
New future, families
The Scots Americans
Now American Scots
Left their shores
From a country so fraught
To sail the Atlantic
And escape the wrath
To hone in on their freedom path
To wear their plaid
A tartan true
America, has pulled us through
" Blàr Chùil Lodair - The Battle Of Culloden "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php