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Traditionally for years, with honor, a library is built and named after them. More than just a personal story, but there 's a bigger story of America and how they helped to steer it, not as dictators, but as primary citizens and participators. With zeal and pride, they speak of and write about the America they led and helped to make, to shape, to rearrange or to change; or even allow it to remain the same.
Mr. Clinton(1992-2000) And now, a brief condensed summary of his 8 year Presidency: Fix the Balkans and Ethnic Cleansing; It's The Economy Stupid, Change the Economy; Compromise; Communicate; Newt Gingrich and the Contract With America; Balance the budget and Pay the debts with the surpluses; Osama bin Laden
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In my life time, I have witnessed the unfolding realization of those famous lines in the Declaration of Independence, referring to the right of the people to alter or to abolish their government and institute new ones. It seems that some presidents have truly been a catalyst for change. Some good; some bad.
***************************************************************Mr. Bush 2(2000-2008) And now, a brief condensed summary of his 8 year Presidency: Gentler and Kinder; Changer of the mentality about war; Friends, old and new ones. Who and where are they? My friend the enemy; Veto Hater; 911; Axis of Evil; Afghan Demand: Osama or the bomb; Iraq: Regime Change or War Pain; My Father drove you back and out of Kuwait; but I drove you out and brought you to justice. Born to be leaders and not followers, some Presidents bravely and gracefully led our country to new and better chapters. And yet, there were others who were weak as Presidents and better suited to remain as law makers or missionaries.
***************************************************************Mr. Obama(2008-2016) And now, a brief condensed version of his 8 year presidency: Win and spend; One thousand billion=One trillion; That's Trillion with a 'T'; Changer of the culture; Challenger of The Christian; We apologize; Rethink and Revise history; Change the meaning of marriage; Insure everybody; Organizer; Presidential Orders; and Open Boarders. 09222017 PS
At one time my neighborhood was new mass-produced little boxes made of ticky-tacky – all looking just the same*
Beautiful affordable, true suburban models, in mid-twentieth century they were truly quite the rage.
But now the then-proud new homeowners have mostly moved to better places
While new ones gladly renovate these aging homes with new rooms and outer faces
When I walk down the street it’s easy to see many of these homes looked exactly like mine
at one time,
before they were distressed and foreclosed
It was a model community that boasted of its clean uniformity, sterility, and safety from those unqualified outside, distressed and forebode
Now it’s a bit grittier yet in my mind much prettier than a planned little row of little boxes where the kids all turn out the same.
It’s a mix of even and odd ones, making for a mix where none is truly plain.
Now the trees have grown so high, and despite the leaves and branches dropped I’m thankful for the breezes
I imagine there are dozens of Spots, Fluffies, and Socks in haphazard plots beneath them
Where beloved pets rest embraced by roots that still grow along with branches
that are strong and large, and now holding swings for another generation of kids and grandkids.
The yards are no longer so clean and shining green, but I focus on a long-gone vine
That left an imprint as it at one time crept up the wall outside my door,
and so artful its design
I want to keep it there forevermore.
I pass added studios for boarders, made from added rooms from added carports,
Basketball hoops at the street side, foot bridges over ditches for bikes, and newly added porches.
With new rooms, rooves, paint, and landscape
Nothing here a mere misuse of ticky-tacky tape.
Even those homes that still look the same outside for their original floor plan
If you go inside each you’ll see windows and walls removed and added
While the footprints are still here, new shoes have stepped in place
All from boots to bare feet to these homes have found their way.
So as I walk down the street,
At least I have a little hope right now
For despite how bleak the times may be,
At last I can believe everyone is allowed in Levittown – for now.
*Apologies to Malvina Reynolds, Little Boxes (1962)
We Are One (Nigeria Remix)
Ever seen an eagle feeding like a vulture?
Dignity trampled on, where corruption is a culture?
Darkness threatens her future, cause of her shapeless structure
it’s saddening 'cause she’s been richly blessed by Mother Nature
Disunity like a knife tryna cut her apart
Of the National cake the lower class don’t get a part
There’s a saying you will reap whatever that you plant
There’s fruit of hatred ripening deep in our hearts
Blame it on the Government and the sycophants right
Most citizens do not get a fair role of the dice
Economic recessions led to skyrocketing price
Job rate inverse proportional to the rate of crime
What’s the way forward for a nation without steady lights
Mourning like every night
Late fluorescents with candle lights
Our eagles been flying lowly, yet it’s a scary flight
A thousand tonnes of honor and glory, heavy right
But you'll see everyday
That we'll never turn away
When it seems all your dreams come undone
We will stand by your side
Filled with hope and filled with pride
We are more than we are
We are one
Though different color or eyes skin hair and different faces
Different cultures, tribes, religions and languages
Different dreams and believes
Different gifts we received
From the creator, our souls embedded into nature
We are one
Flesh and blood, living under the sun
A species divinely created in the likeness of God (we are)
Precious like diamonds and pearls (we)
Put in charge of the universe
In freedom, peace and unity and the winds of love
We are bound
Though divided by rivers, streams and boarders lines carved in time,
by civilization and secession into nations we may divide
but only one God watches over us like the sun in the sky
If chords unite our land, lets create a unity band
No such thing as a perfect world, but we could make it better
The grass been turning brown, you and I and can make it greener
God disguised as fate, made us Nigerians for a plan
Our nation will be great, if we unite we will stand
...everyday
That we'll never turn away
When it seems all your dreams come undone
We will stand by your side
Filled with hope and filled with pride
We are more than we are
We are one
Run freedom child; keep thy body low amongst the shadows,
Nay never look back, lets hastes speed excel your stride,
For the devil’s steeds ride behind thee, and they’ll show thee
No mercy, run freedom child, run, towards the distant horizon.
Travel beneath the lunar light of the lantern moon, let its
Rays of illumination guild thee, towards liberties jurisdiction,
To the northern boarders beyond slavery's killing fields.
Beware the night-stalkers whom ride by the white lightening’s
Flash and sting at the bared flesh with the task-masters lash,
Humanities wolf pack on a blood scent’s travel, biting at thy
Unsaddled heals, Run freedom child, Run, for they are a Coming!
Deep within the hollows divides listen to the whispering winds,
It echoes with a low mournful tone, a sounding’s rheum vibrating,
With a shock waves raw force of power, it is rails of freedom
Burning towards thee, Harken freedom child, and listen to the
Thunderous cries of the Underground Railroad.
A payments ticket price, is the will to survivor as a free man,
Stamped by the inner beating heart’s desire, to taste the air of
Liberation, and to soar with his winged appendages outwardly
Amongst kindred flock as equals.
Beware my friend for far above thee, two birds of prey are
At battles striking range, for your soul’s precious blood.
Behold the southern night hawk, struggles to drag thee back
To entrance of hells gates plantation, yet the great eagles
Sharpened talons are driven deeply within its crimson bleeding
Flesh of ignorance, biding thee time to flee to freedoms
Safety zone.
Run freedom child; keep thy body low amongst the shadows,
Nay never look back, lets hastes speed excel your stride,
For the devil’s steeds ride behind thee, and they’ll show thee
No mercy, run freedom child, run, towards the distant horizon.
All aboard cling to the iron handles of the freedom train,
Ride by the light of the shivery moon’s lantern of illumination,
And harken to the sounding’s echo of freedom’s distant winds,
Calling unto the souls of all men to be free, to excel, and to
Soar with the currents of equality as equals, amongst thee
Brother’s kindred.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Rather Galesburg Joliet
Terrehaute Florence Colorado
to the shores of Bogotá
flushing heroin fentanyl
through the gates behind bars
thee corrupt prison ran
by gang leaders paying
off prison guards you can
ask yourself what brand
to buy into Hoover vacuum’s
are reliable American made
while Kirby Brands offers
negligence falsifying death
row inmates finally hangman’s
curse while the hoover
vacuum continues to crawl
over the paisley patterns in
the federal building breaking
even on Lasalle and Van Burean
where Gargano once controlled
most of the revenue trading fenced
with osh gosh severe terrorist
threats released only when corrupt
prison guards do exactly what
he says attack who he says attack
while Kirby vacuum holding twenty
convictions drugs violence victim
intimidation battery hit and run
corrupt family members controlling
Wisconsin prison system looking to
transfer power back to Joliet upon
Hoover stamp of approval which
might cross over interfering with
the free Hoover movement this
certainty opens the flood gates
for Gambino early release programs
for death row inmates just can’t
have all power to the people without
including all prison across America
not to exclude Gitmo with the
boarders rise in Islamic crossing
over Lore Mannino territories all
corruption throughout prison systems
changes hands through Gambino rackets
funnelling crime throughout abuse
of power corruption evenly distributed
meanwhile power is being tampered
with 40 years of dirt swept under
the rugs until the Hoover vacuum
is plugged back in all bets are off
ask yourself what’s your Brand
Hoover trustees or unreliable Kirby
designed to malfunction fictitious
score boards chips blood everywhere
devouring the structure of all power
terrorising FBI confidential human sources
during an election where corruption sinks
fast folding swiftly better get a broom
No fear of terrorist threats from
violent offenders gang leaders
corrupt prison guards organised
corruption abuse of power intimidation
of an FBI confidential human source
FBI informants CLEAN IT UP
Great Nation
How our eyes have since turned to you
Prayed for your magnificent and proud banner
Its promise of liberty and freedom
Equality for all within its great nation
The saviors who came to defended life with life
In the defense of our freedoms
How the world owed such a debt of honor
To the sacrifices made by such a courageous people
Those were the times of indomitable old glory
When liberties torch burned bright for the entire world to see
How then did this undoubted pride fall to paranoia and fear
In such a vast land so brave and so free
Did the foundations of the great nations dream
Then feel so rickety
Did they rest all to unsteadily
On the human slaughtered red native skins
Or slip on the blood black peoples backs of slavery
Perhaps all the empty barrels of whale oil sent you tumbling
Did they become a sickness in your heart
Branded by burning crosses and one time apartheid
Born of racial supremacy and the idiocy of ethnic hate
Or was it some fanaticism of a religious elite
Is it now birthed in the guns that roam your streets
Forgotten and hidden in the trash alleys of capitalism
Supped on by the poor quivering mouths of soup kitchens
Dieing on the lips of uneducated children
Sweating on the brows of three dollars an hour Mexicans
While your foot print was placed on the moon
Could the ***** celebrate under its boot
Can the Indian reclaim the land that was once theirs
Did you ever repay the debt that you owe them
Or just bury them beneath your foundations
Great Nation your voice once rang out to up lift the world
But now dies in the eyes of so many new drugs
Painting the lie of it all in a camera tricks celluloid
All glitter and glitz ticker tape parade antics
Great Nation how our eyes have since turned to you
Searching for every promise you made to the world
Now lost in the unseen barbed wire of defended boarders
It was such a vast land so brave and so free
How then did your undoubted pride fall to paranoia and fear
It was such a vast land so brave and so free
How did the foundations of such a great nations dream
Then feel so rickety
How did RED CHINA implement its very own depopulation agenda and thereby eliminating 90% of its own population? ***
It all began with declaring a small margin of only 5% of its population to be their national enemy! And having another 5% of its population bury their dead bodies! The 5 % of the burial detail became their very next 5% of their eliminated population.
These inhuman monster activities continued until only 5% of their entire population remained! They were selected to become brain washed (brain dead) by being indoctrinated into their RED CHINESE propaganda machine!
President Joe Biden only pretends to be concerned about vaccinating his own population!
Every day multitudes of illegal unvacintatedl immigrants of are crossing our southern boarder and being admitted into the USA! Already benefits our people are being allocated for them and thus depriving our own people! RED CHINA is giving him and other progressive politicians money to destroy the USA!
Concerned citizens need to call the House of Representatives before 2 PM EST and tell them: Do not pass an infrastructure bill of trillions of dollars which will place our children into the third generations into debts they can never re pay!
They need to call (202) 224-3121 for Washington State and tell them to stop selling out our country to RED CHINA! And to secure our southern boarders or be voted out of office! They need to call other members of the House of Representatives also! And to stop rigging our elections in their favor!
They need to tell them their children belong to their parents not their school districts and the government. Who only seek to brain wash our children! And yes electric cars will only cause more pollution than gasoline ones! .
We need to act accordingly and to vote responsibly by voting all of those political traitors out of public office! We do not want Red China to complete its hostile take over of the USA! We need to humble ourselves and to pray to God for our deliverance from all evil especially RED CHINA!
Sincerely,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
August 22, 2021
MR. WILLIAMS FACT OR FICTION
Werewolves, we talked about them a lot when
We were young,
Thrill seekers, especially when boarders at school,
Is when it begun!
We would wait till the nuns were fast asleep
And snoring,
Before, we crept out the front door with a torch,
The rain was pouring!
There were 6 of us, the same ones that began
The peanut butter strike,
We were all adventurous, all from Zambia,
Close friends and very alike!
It was pitch dark when we reached where
The school classrooms were,
Not a sound did we make, sneakers we wore
So we would nobody stir.
Suddenly a classroom door opened and a strange
High pitched howl we heard,
Thought a dog had accidentally been locked up,
The atmosphere was very dark and blurred.
We shone our torch and saw a handsome young man,
Slowly shape-shift and become
A beautiful silver blue wolf, we could sense he did
Not want to run!
Was this a dream, a nightmare or was what we saw
For real, why were we not scared?
He walked towards us and dropped a paper at our feet,
His nostrils were flared.
His eyes became liquid when he looked each one of us
In the eye, our hearts stirred,
We recognized something about this wolf, familiar yet
Authoritative, but he obviously cared!
He ran off and disappeared out of sight, we waited awhile
But he didn’t return,
We picked up the paper and shone
Our torch down at it, we nearly
Collapsed, we didn’t want this incredible
Magic moment to disappear,
Our Maths results stared up at us, this wolf was our
Math's teacher, that’s why we felt no fear,
It seems it was destined for him to let us know that
He, Mr Williams, who we would see tomorrow,
In class, was a human shape shifting soul, who felt he
Needed to share his secret, he
Wanted to be our friend,
This was the message he was desperate to send!
We saw him in class the next day,
But now saw him, in an awesome kind of way!
Congratulations he said,
To the six who passed their math's exam so well,
We all imagine we see things Mr Williams said,
Completely out of the blue,
As long as we never tell!
UNWELCOME CORONAVIRUS
At a blow of the wind from nowhere no one knows
Into the realm of the unprepared spices that knows,
With supremacy in technology, medicine, research and economy
You have come to create a spot of vacuum in the economy
Dismantling social interactions and halting economic flight
Our strength accumulated as at now cannot fight
The strength of your tiny giant uproar
Defeating the Goliath and having no mercy on the poor
Defends of the boarders no longer hold
Permeating the protocol with ease, you are bold
The untouchable and unreachable embrace you unnoticed
And your crown still holds as ancient kings practiced
Changing the subject of the day and year with flaming fear
Predictions pinned to wishes and despair
Budgets are left on the shelves
You have taken over the world in your hives
The crowned virus launched its missile in 2019
Landed in 2020 with its name COVID-19
Silent were both the launch and landing
We were not aware of the huge landing
But the fumes emanating spread flammable fears
Pushing the adventurer into confinement in tears
Announcing its pandemic status escalates the panics
And now we isolate instead of mounting picnics
This is a war where man is not fighting man
As it were in I and II Wars which were man to man
Here men in unison is fighting an indispensable enemy
The whole world has now got to be one family
But our weapons are not formed yet to fight and gain independence
From mighty coronavirus colonizing the entire world dependence
Our hands and lips are tied, food factory switched to sanitizer production
Our quarantine refugee camps are already filled with little hope of numerical reduction
I pray, I pray! Oh Lord, I pray with much lust
That as moon and stars, Ebola and SARS appear and disappear
So shall horrific COVID-19 come to dim and demises without repair
Though at boiling point now spreading at jaguar speed rate
It shall never get humanity to evaporate
Where we shall all melt into thin air, which shall never be
Oh Lord God, I pray never shall it be.
We shall overcome!
At a blow of the wind from nowhere no one knows
Into the realm of the unprepared spices that knows
With supremacy in technology, research, medicine and economy
You have come, to create a spot vacuum in the economy
Dismantling social interactions and halting economic flight
Our strengths accumulated as at now cannot fight
The strength of your tiny giant uproar
Defeating the goliath and having no mercy for the poor
Defends of the boarders no longer hold
Permeating the protocol with ease; you’re bold
The untouchable embraces you unnoticed
And your crown still holds as ancient kings practiced
Changing the subject of the day with flaming fear
Predictions are pinned to wishes and despair
Budgets are left on the shelves
You have taken over the world in your hives
The crowned virus launched its missile in 2019
Landed in 2020 with its name COVID-19
Silent were both the launch and landing
We were not aware of this huge landing
But the fumes emanating spread flammable fears
Pushing the adventurers into confinement in tears
Announcing its pandemic status escalates the panics
And now we isolate instead of mounting picnics
This is a war where man is not fighting man
As in the I and II wars which were from man to man
Here men in unison is fighting an indispensable enemy
The whole world has now got to be one family
But our weapons are not formed to fight and gain independence
From mighty coronavirus colonizing the entire world dependence
Our hands and lips are tied, the food factory switched to sanitizer production
Our quarantine-refugee camps are already filled with little hope of reduction
I pray, I pray, oh I pray! With much lust,
That as the sun rises and sets, the day’s dawn and dust,
Just as stars and moon appear and disappear
So shall horrific COVID-19 come to dim and demises without repair
Though at a boiling point now spreading at jaguar speed rate
It shall NEVER get humanity to evaporate
Where we shall all melt into thin air which shall never be
Oh Lord, I pray, never shall it be!