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where abhorrence towards
encroachment on erosion of
basic inalienable rights
doth not abate
and clampdown on exercising freedom of speech
squelched courtesy jackbooted thugs
who violently interrogate
supposed miscreants who berate
whereat within cradle of democracy
where forefathers/mothers didst create
the figurative spadework to cultivate
the safe haven
where citizen bankers can debate
videlicet parry and thrust against
those who eviscerate
life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
where the commander in chief doth fulminate
against hard fought democracy
once honored now squelched
expressions banned protesting
disallowing exhibiting any
lauding freedom banned
once cherished fête of course in my dreams
where Tony the Tiger
ranks as one hip cat gr-r-eat
showcasing adroitness
with ability to turn a phrase
evident if we could arrange a tête-à-tête
where immortality doth wait.
Pacifist bard of Perkiomen Valley
regaled at Alpine Fellowship conclave
regarding erosion of Democratic rights grave
alarming usurpation of power - Republicans
each and every one a nasty and brutish knave
intent to pronounce decree sentencing
every *****sapien to pave
back breaking laborious bloody path
trumpeting, signaling and attesting slave
versus master linkedin relationship
essentially scuttling emancipation proclamation
forced to pledge flag of servitude
amidst wreckage broken souls
washed away courtesy totalitarian wave.
Foreclosure on purported inalienable rights
though hard won freedoms crimped
foregone conclusion demanding
to stage coup d'état and overthrow autocrat.
Pray for our America
Land of the Free and
Our Home of our brave
Right this day today!
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia!
Pray for all of your other
Nations throughout our
Entire rest of the world
Please grant all of them
All of their own freedoms!
Our Lord please bless our
Star Spangel Banner long
May she wave o'er the land
Of the free and the home of
The brave Alleluia Alleluia!
Please remember to pray
For all of our countries and
Keep them safe from their
Oppressors and the snares
Of all of the Fowlers' Amen!
Bless them, our dearest
Our most gracious Lord Jesus
Please hearken unto all of us
As we faithfully humble our
Selves in your sight dearest
Of all our beloved Lord Jesus!
Grace and Peace be unto all of you,
All of my Love and all of my Affections,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea/October Country
Gordon Robertson of TBN'S 700 Club
is sponsoring 40 days of prayers for America
and for the people of the other nations, inviting
them to pray for their countries too, every day
for 40 days ending on November 03,2022
That means there are still many days left to
pray for America or for your own countries!
October 04, 2022
I don't digress, my search is true
Land that I love, where are you?
The freedoms that so richly rang
From every mountain top
I stretch my ear until I strain
Still I can hear them not.
The pledge we held so very dear
I hardly recognize
Our God who made all possible
We've grossly put aside.
In offense to the forefathers
Some even dare to change
That great time-honored document
The one that bears their names.
How long can we hope to stand
On a foundation grown corrupt
Indeed the blind now lead the blind
We're headed for a bitter cup.
And so I race to find a trace
Of that America
The one I knew and loved so well
When I was growing up
I'll not digress my search is true
Land that I love, where are you?
RETA PRUITT
September 15, 2016
Lower you say? No way!!!!!!
Sewer rats fare better
Politicians are the bottom
Of this poetic society
Yet for all their failings
We are protected
We are spoiled
Laziness is our new Idol
Oh let us sit on our chairs
Ranting poetic verse
Let us not lift a finger
Contributing to society, this must surely be a sin
Besides, if we endeavor to help?
Will they not label us politicians?
NO NO NO not that
Let me complain!!!!!!!!
He who complains is KING
Power corrupts!!!
This is true
The fools who don’t vote
Keep them there like glue
You too can be a politician
If you really care
To get off your azz
Go change the world, I dare you
Oh wait you shall see
Not so easy in that high moral chair
With all your critics climbing to demolish
Re-election is a love affair
Brave men and woman have died
So that you can have freedoms and the vote
Be ashamed if you are a critter on the couch
Of those fine men who died for your right
To do nothing
Yelping like dogs and complain, sure feels good
Politicians are people just like you, yuck!!!!!
Good and bad there is no doubt
When good men fail to speak out
Bad ones fill their shoes
So I say this to all
Stop your laziness……fools
For surely, the fool is the one
Who selects the king he does not want
Unless of course
He was busy with a nap and missed it all
If you are not a politician
Who are you?
I dare ask?
Notes: This sure is not meant to defend politicians, this is meant as a humorous write to show that not all things are so black and white. I certainly do no like the current state of affairs, but I do know this, not participating, not contributing, not helping to make things better, not getting involved, are not the answers. People died for our freedoms, and we have become to lazy to stand up for them. If you don’t like who is in Office, then by all means let’s make it you who is in Office. Many good politicians are saddened that when they get there, they have no support. Here is a happy thought, when you wake up each day ask yourself, “what can I do today, to make this world a better place” and it can be the smallest of details, all great things start with a seed!
Happy Days to all you Soupers!
It was the year seventeen hundred and seventy -six
As the fate of a nation stood in the hands of fifty -six
Here in this great room and new nation would be born
These fifty six men would make not only history but sign the beliefs this country stands on
Where all have the rights to liberty, freedom and equality
Rights that would be handed down to their families through posterity
Freedom they had traveled from their homes to come across the sea
And now it was theirs forever more.
Though the that word at times got pushed back a bit
Yet never gone from our hearts where the glow is always lit
Men like Abraham, Martin and John kept us focused on our rights and freedoms carried on
In a field in Gettysburg ,Mr. Lincoln promised with these words.... this nation by the people and For the people would not parish from the earth.
Martin the man with a dream stated.... I believe that truth and unconditional love will have the Final word in reality
John the young man who captured the hearts of all those of the time his enthusiasm and Confidence gave a breath of life back to the country
He stated the cost of freedom is always high but Americans have always paid it and the one path
We will never surrender
That tiny ripple of hope that started from across the sea
That need to follow that dream that took them to this new country
To those who dared to look beyond the horizon and follow their dream
You gave your children, your children's children not just a dream
You made them part of history
I had the strangest dream last night.
Merlin appeared in a cloak of white.
Wielding no magic, he related how tragic,
That many couldn't stand and fight.
With crystalline focus at hand,
I didn't know what he had planned.
Casting ego aside, I swallowed my pride;
And made a pledge to understand.
Inching closer as to begin,
Then placing staff under his chin.
The fear in my eyes, and total surprise;
Just brought forth his Cheshire Cat grin.
"I've chosen you to free the meek.
For the liberty they would seek."
"Off to troubled lands, as the hour hands;
Pass in moments instead of a week."
Waving his same powerful staff,
Growing taller than a giraffe.
The expression that rose, from my face that froze;
Only made the Sorcerer laugh.
Walking the forest, bound by rings.
Within a stone, the Sword of Kings.
Left in safe keeping, as I began weeping;
For the air had become our wings.
Excalibur, now handled by me,
Landed on a mighty oak tree.
Perched high at its peak, and unable to speak;
Were the masses low and unfree.
"Child, these are the people I meant.
Where lost hopes and dead dreams are spent,"
"By selfish factions, that justify actions;
That's no longer given or lent."
"Their motives lack humanity,
That spawns endless calamity."
My face growing pale, as I witnessed their Hell,
Governed by blatant insanity.
"For my plan to fully succeed,
You must first learn tactics to lead."
"Armed with compassion, you'll be able to fashion,
A path from corruption and greed."
As my heart, gut-wrenched in their pain,
Salty tears continued to stain,
The internal voice, that confirmed my choice;
To be captain of freedoms plane.
"So, now you know what must be done,
I'll give you keys to unlock the sun."
"Blinding the night, to illuminate sight;
Will grant sweet peace to everyone."
Raising staff high above his head,
The last words of wisdom he said:
"Go into the light, and prepare for the plight;
That many would commonly dread."
I awoke in my bed with a scream,
Could this really be all it might seem?
A true vision quest, to unshackle the rest;
Or just one magical, lucid dream.
Don't Dare Tell the Truth
Just make believe all is well~
Like driving a car, with no brakes on the way to hell.
For starters start hating God, Christians and Jews.
Next, give away all control to the government, too.
Let them decide what you can read, see or hear.
And yes, that day already is here!
Give up all guns to the government, just as the Jews
in Germany did.
You forgot the Holocaust history!
You did, you did!
I suggest you see Schindler's List and the vile things
Hitler did.
We are throwing our American freedoms out the door,
And waiting like helpless puppies to be slain on the floor.
The name aspersions we lay on others who don't think
our way,
Doesn't portend for a happier day.
5/27/2019
10pm PST
I was commissioned to write this for my brother's church in
New Castle, Indiana. On the 10th anniversary of 9/11 they
will conduct a service to honor those who were directly
involved in the tragedy in NYC and also to honor those who serve
the New Castle community 24/365. It will be copied on parchment
and a copy will be given to each service provider.
On this Tenth Anniversary of Nine Eleven we gather to give sincere thanksgiving,
For those brave men and women who served us that day, the fallen and the living.
They placed service above self to aid their neighbors, community and nation.
Some sacrified all on The Altar of Honor for their friends without reservation!
We also gather to pay tribute to those who serve our own community each day.
So much, so very much we owe each of them - we can never begin to repay,
They quietly serve us in so many ways with proficiency and dedication.
Their devoted families also serve, faithfully supporting their hero's vocation!
We honor the Indiana State Patrol who deserve our respect and admiration,
For maintaining safe passage and keeping traffic flowing, easing our frustration!
We praise the Sheriff and his deputies for keeping things well under control,
And responding to our frantic calls for aid anytime during their daily patrol!
We are blessed with a Chief of Police and his folks upon whom we can reply.
They are true professionals and are quick to respond when things go awry!
Our wonderful firefighters and paramedics serve us with compassionate care.
None can compare to these valiant souls who are ever ready and willing to share!
We laud our magnificent military who our freedoms have so gallantly preserved!
We cherish our National Guard, reservists and veterans who honorably served!
One day upon the brow of each of these elect He'll bestow a royal crown,
Saying, "You, my friend, have served Me and My people with great renown!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
After life's storms, what should I do?
Celebrate, perhaps pontificate?
Perhaps know there is good work
For others in this world I am able to do!
Stop, oh ,stop blaming politicians!
Ask, what you can do to effect conditions!
For no matter how misguided others are
Remember that you are a shining star.
It all began in a,land called America, that began with one colony.
We do not have to worry be a slave to any color.. nor creed
Best to stay out of public schools,,,,time to homeschool,
And teach the Constitution.based on Gosd’s rules.
Regardless, I still remain an American lass,
With good health care, no illness, no vaccines,I pass!
Many want this government to take our freedoms away?
And I will march, shouting, It is a most glorious day!
Diverse ideas vie for fecund place
In my mind and heart these days,
Every new thought sees the next
As an invasive unwelcome guest.
And being a democratic fella at heart,
I just wouldn't wish to play major part
As judge if privilege and freedoms be
Basis why litigious kinsmen disagree.
To every thought there's natural right
Enshrined in legal folios beyond fight:
Any idea may claim an acre of mind,
In any random astute brain they find.
And so I a respecter of sacred things
Such as fragile rights of mute beings,
Must let every instreaming opinion in;
And call null their war and brutish din.
For, has not every sovereign thinker,
Rights of their own to soundly tinker,
And censor apt and odd notion alike,
That within their wild cranium spike?