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Dear Glory
In America, today has been declared ' Flag Day'.
I join in this declaration to honor and salute you.
Some in my generation have at times burned you.
I am deeply grieved by such displays of disrespect.
Old Glory, please be informed that on this day, June 14,
2025, there are several flags placed on my property.
Certainly, in America as in every country, there are
people of many stripes. Indeed, there are the good,
the bad, and the ugly. In my mind, you represent
a nation of 'good people'. I will not allow the negatives
to blind me of the myride of positivities in America.
Old Glory, when I pause and gaze upon you, I do not
see red states and blue states. Although my eyes
are often clouded by storms of divisiveness, I still
see within the eye of our storms "One Nation, Under
God, Indivisible, With Liberty And Justice For All".
So Glory, again I honor and salute you for all the
good that you represent. Blessings continually.
Sincerely, Sitruc.
Sounds so delightfully peaceful, doesn't it?
But for the arrogant, unfaithful, do not expect to see or hear the beauty of it.
One cannot serve Satan and God at the same time.
Otherwise, we are worse than cheap, street mimes.
You see our nations on a collision course.
Rumblings of an imminent international divorce.
You cannot sing of peace and toss God out!
Know you not, you live in His beautiful house?
Each word of divisiveness we surly murmur,
Lies on our hearts like a cancerous tumor.
Let not your fears by news or social media grow.
That just makes Satan's red hot heart soar and glow!
3/22/2021
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Much to my chagrin
barely discerned, noticed above
the celebratory Republican din
the commander in chief
all smiles with engined
haired cohorts evincing
ear to ear tousled grin,
feather in cap for apprenticed
president and kin,
which exemption, sans suspected
collusion deflated balloon,
asper impeachment with figurative pin,
hoof foresees unbridled spin
and reluctantly I admit a win
for oval office occupants,
now crowing with dens zen
of Democrats nemesis,
sought after cat in bag
to snag the 20/20 election - dag
nabbit, now suddenly hands off
to hot synonymous to a burning flag
infuriating an angry red bull,
whereby kicked up dust dost gag,
no doubt Donkey Kong doth lag
behind Elephant given boost
regarding race to occupy Oval Office,
(bout 18 months hence) with swag,
yet partisan bickering
promises divisiveness about
conclusion Robert Mueller,
political party in power will flout,
and hammer home (sic) cull
doughboy Putin on Ritz with nary a pout,
and suddenly a shoe win victory...
finds this average Joe
Biden envisioning a rout
as campaign soon begins in earnest
unwise to toss in hat, and tout
positive opinion billionaire tycoon barren
glistening pearly whites, and smug Darren
any naysayer to cross
twittering account Heron,
now that his ego the size of Taj Mahal,
where head honcho rear in
to pull out all stops with
unsheathed claws tear wren
into every mass media
to disseminate latest twist,
deflecting opprobrium
with many voters pissed
and disillusioned at unsubstantiated list
of purported high
crimes and misdemeanors,
perhaps taking cheeky liberty,
viz various sundry gals tubby kissed
rapidly punctuating exhortations grist
for milling potential resurgence
with pumping fist
feeling on top of the world,
no doubt glad to exist.
In a world where we adults increasingly ignore the cries of people who beseech us…
perhaps it’s time to look to our children…who in their innocence…can teach us.
Her mom is a nursing home nurse…helping her patients remain healthy and strong
while Ruby, her inquisitive daughter…is happy to tag along.
One day Ruby with pen and pad in hand…and filled with curiosity
began asking patients: if you could have any three things…
what would those three things be.
Ruby thought their dreams would be big…like money or diamond rings
and was surprised when what they asked for…were only little things.
Yes, the residents of the nursing homes were resolute…steadfast…undaunted
electric razors, new shoes, avocados, and Vienna sausages were all they wanted.
What started out as a curiosity…by the time young Ruby was through
became a quest, a need a desire…to make their wishes come true.
So now as her mom takes care of their physical needs in various nursing homes and towns
Ruby’s busy fulfilling their wishes while writing other ones down.
Ruby’s learned Vienna sausages, new shoes and electric razors can help to brighten a mood
but it’s really not about the razors,
the clothing
or the food.
Because as they receive her treasures …not only is their faith in humanity restored…
but at 11 years old Ruby understands…how giving has its own rewards.
And it should restore our faith in humanity as well…
for in a world where stones of hatred, animosity and divisiveness abound
isn’t it wonderful knowing…
there are still Ruby’s to be found?
In the distant islands of the sea,
the big crocodiles are very happy;
They swim in the flood of corruption,
as strong typhoons drown the nation.
In the far east where injustice prevails,
one dream of prosperity just fails;
The nature points its finger of ire
to the vultures with evil desire.
Bridges fall having no heavy load,
earthquakes shatter each and every road;
Exposing the unseen ghost project
and shoddy flood control that can’t protect.
Divisiveness creates doubt and fear,
investors want to disappear;
Economy is in the brink of fall,
threatening not to rise at all.
Poor people suffer, they cannot find
transparency and peace of mind;
Genuine justice is nowhere in view,
accountability fades into the blue.
But there’s still hope glimmering ahead,
to calm the heart before going to bed;
Crying in the wilderness is the voice
of truth that makes mankind rejoice!
I am a christian who also loves baseball and apple pie. I have serious doubts about politicians who promise to never lie.
I am neither a male chauvinist pig, nor am I a card carrying antagonist. I can be pessimistic about some things, but basically, I am a true optimist.
I am certain that my complaints about men far exceed that of women. I am not weary but simply tired of all the divisiveness being thrown around.
It's not that we Americans only recently discovered our differences, or became fixated on our complexities; but it seems we are more willing to rant and
rave about anything or anyone whose persuasion is different from our own. America please! Breathe in, breathe out! Let's first find out what it's all about.
Let's pray; take a walk; smell a rose; and take a 7th inning stretch! The earth is still round; blessings yet abound; and the sun still shines on all of us.
So why can't we love one another? Out of love, God made us all from the dust. The life boats are few; The Titanic is leaking heavily and going down rapidly.
Some may consider it pessimistic to speak of the sinking of a ship. The wise think otherwise, and realize that only God can save our ship.
05152017PS;Contest, For Poets Identified As Men, John Lawless
Once upon a time, there was a world, a one-derful world. Before they
needed explanations that became their defining moment. Contrasts,
and differences that tore them apart. Heaven and Hell are constants,
from their privileged beginnings; they are made to appear by design, inseparable throughout. They are making the point, concerning both, divisiveness and oneness, like some binding accord carved out of stone.
The lover of life's not a sinner
The ending is just a beginner
The closer you get to the meaning
The sooner you know that you're dreaming
All differences share oneness, for they tether each other from end to end as inseparable entities, other than their meanings, but that's not much of a stretch.
For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life
They say that life's a carousel
Spinning fast, you gotta ride it well
The world is full of Kings and Queens
Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's Heaven and Hell, oh well
And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
Truth----Confusion, exactly. Whose truth? Your truth, theirs, or theirs over there. Exacting isn't it ... confused?
It would appear on the surface's light, and in the midway's dim, and in the cavernous deep, as being evil, and as being good. They are two encountering issues that each bear distinctive qualities of opposites of each other yet they bear the same spectrum to each other.
It's Heaven and Hell, noh no
Fool fool, you got to bleed for the dancer
Fool fool, look for the answer
Hm? It tethers ... somewhere, between the lines, and
off-script ... Oops, nosebleed, Id's never liked the heights, or was it depths--midway perhaps? Question Dio?
Truth Dio ... Do they bleed there ...
The “United States,” what exactly does that mean?
Does that mean only the states that are “united” and sides with one’s set of ways and views are of importance? And how is it that the “Red” states are considered better and put on a pedestal and the “Blue” states are bashed and called poor, unfit and crime infested? But let’s say for the record that those statements are true. Well, they didn’t become that way overnight, which means, it has been like this for some months or even years and in that case, could it be a reflection of “The Leadership?”
Things that are currently happening right now are happening right now and should have some resolution or action being taken right now, not in November, December or next year.
This country is hurting in so many ways and when one hurt, we all hurt. And why is it that the “red states” are united, yet divided from the “blue states?” We can’t be called the “United States” and be divided at the same time. So are we “United” or not?
It is stated, “Our Country Tears of Thee…” Yet, for some reason right now, it appears to only be about those “united” states. But what happened to “of America?” Aren’t those poor, unfit, crime infested “Blue” states part of America? That means we should all unite and be united. When holding the highest position of this country, the display of partiality, racism and divisiveness shows the lack of understanding one’s job requirements. This is not what this country should be about. Crime, poverty, political corruption, injustice, racism, unemployment… each is an example of a present dent that has been plaguing our nation for far too long. With that being said, I pray...
Dear God,
I come to You Father to pray for Your peace for the world, world justice, world equality and love for all. Forgive us all Father for the times we are not displaying the image of Your love to one another. Strengthen us in those areas where we are weak. Create in us all a clean heart and renew a righteous spirit within us (Psalm 51 vs 10). Thank You God for not blessing us based on what state we live in nor removing Your blessings from us based on what state we live in and please Father God, continue to strengthen and bless not just the “united” states, but “The United States of America.”
In Jesus name, I pray - Amen
My old friend Gettysburg came to visit me tonight.
He indicated that he has been troubled about many things.
He begins without hesitation to speak to me with passionate expressions. He said that he was feeling both patriotism and pride but also consternation. He thought about how different '4th of July' celebrations might be this year.
He is whispering to me about both freedom and sovereignty.
He is shouting to me in tears about divisiveness and unity.
He tells me of his being ripped apart in every section and direction.
His north is pulling; his south is pushing; his east and west are frozen.
His total being is being disconnected; his pain is unbearably excruciating.
He ponders the complexity of such beauty being on the brink of destruction.
He remembers the Mayflower, Plymouth Rock, and the Boston Tea Party.
Presently, when thinking about Lincoln's Gettysburg Address, he weeps.
He locks his eyes to mine and questions, "Whatever happened to the love of life, love of family, love of neighbor, love of the church, love of country?"
Gettysburg believes in America and thinks we will find our way forward.
He reflects on the Declaration of Independence and the many sacrifices.
The Preamble to the Constitution is weighing heavily on his confused mind.
He prays that the dream doesn't die, and he rejects any nightmarish thoughts.
Gettysburg believes in God, and that He will turn the tides and calm the sea.
He utters his last words to me by quoting the Preamble to the Constitution of the USA. "We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of ...
061520PS
When I look at the transitory nature of our existence
and think of how fast the hours, days and years go by…
then see how much hatred is in this world
I wish those of you who hate would stop you hate for a moment
and as yourself WHY?
Then follow this up with another question…as a fellow human member
When your life is over….How do you want to be remembered?
When you scream obscenities at another person…
show them they are not welcome here…tell them to go away….
If you should die tomorrow…are these the last words
you want someone to hear you say?
Instead…If you were to die tomorrow…wouldn’t it be great
If the last words people remember you by
are words of love…not hate?
Perhaps today is a good day, to consider your gifts to the world…
to ponder your legacy…
to think of the words and actions you use
before they become someone’s memory.
Do you want to be remembered for the wars you created
or for your impartiality…
for your greed…for you divisiveness
or for our generosity?
Do you want to be remembered for your hatred
of those who are different than you……
which has caused you to build walls…
or for your goodwill your kindness…your acceptance
your compassion and love for all.
In your fleeting time upon this Earth…
It is something to think about…
How do you want to be remembered…
when the light of your life…burns out?