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Madison's Tears

Virginia, June 8, 1789
James Madison penned the constitution
And on December 15, 1791
It became America’s resolution

The first amendment clearly states
No abridging of the freedom to speak
We may assemble peacefully
With either praise or critique

Facts gathered respectfully
Researched and verified
Presented in a competent manner
So that it’s content is clarified

I am sure this is what Madison meant
When he wrote our Bill of Rights
But people with  little or no morals
Have taken it’s meaning to new heights

Our legal right is so often abused
By members of this human race
Speaking not the truth, but secret lies
WIth intent to besmirch and abase

Words contrived of anger not fact
Whispered by a substandard class
Are nothing more than calumniation's
Intended to demean and harass

Comments made in hidden fashion
By those that know they’re wrong
Should reevaluate their own self worth
Before dragging others along

This law was established for one and all
But with this privilege comes obligation
To compose your words with integrity
Absent of  false representation 

So if you have something to say
That is of any importance at all
Speak only the truth loud and clear
While standing proud and tall

If James Madison were here today
Surely his eyes would fill with tears
At how his words were misconstrued
And dismembered over the years
Form: Rhyme


Supper Is Served

"supper is served", that's how they say it in the deep south
dinner is on the table and it's time to thank God with the words of our mouths
families today no longer sit down together and dine like they used to do
but if we look back at the last supper of Christ we might change out point of view

Jesus washed the feet of His Disciples like most servants did back then
it was a show of respect and humility He desired to impart to His men
He pointed out to them that His gesture was a reasonable service for Christ
to serve the Lord as the Lord serves you as one walks a Christian life

for it's not about recognition, it's not about titles nor is it about awards
it's about being transformed into an obedient servant in the eyes of the Lord
it's not about the Pastor calling out your name nor the boasting of your deeds
it's about being mature in your Christian walk and being implanted with God's righteous seeds

supper is served Jesus said after He washed His Disciples feet
Peter protested but Jesus said "This is a challenge we all need to meet"
"My washing of your feet is about sharing a part of Me"
"My washing of your feet is a gesture of spiritual humility"

supper is served to all sinners who have fallen short of God's glory
be it sins of omission or commission we all have a testimony
to sup with Christ is the way to reexamine and reevaluate one's life
to sup with the Lord is the opportunity to repent and get right with Christ
for it's by His blood that we've been given an open invitation
and it's by His flesh that we have the chance to unburden our situations

supper is served the bread and the wine, Jesus' body and blood
supper is served and I'll always sit down to dine with the Lord I love

Empathetic Eyes

Somewhere in the world someone was suffering
as I laid awake at night and realized
my time had come to vindicate my reasoning
why I should see with empathetic eyes

So cynical was I and full of judgment
as a homeless man approached me for a dime
I failed to stop and think just for a moment
this could be ME at any given time

I had to reevaluate my blessings
for MANY I’d been given through the years
and taking part my heart began confessing
my empathetic eyes revived with tears

I prayed to God for kindness and compassion
to recognize and love humanity
and when I asked for His divine direction
His empathetic eyes acknowledged me
© Gayle Rodd  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

They Came

They were so alien to us
and we so alien to them
that we could make nothing of each other.

They exterminated all we humans and our cats.
Leaving but a few specimens around
for further study perhaps, then most left
with much of our earth minerals.

It appears they considered
cats the more intelligent species,
and we humans but a vanishing race
of useless beings.

Since the invasion we have had to reevaluate
our evolutionary significance,
and the inexplicable importance
of cats to all life-forms.

We have learned to be docile and compliant,
never thinking of escaping -
where would we go?

Our continued existence here
now depends
on our tolerance for canned cat food.

Formality of Reality

I think it was Aristotle who said reality= mass +stuff 
One of my favorite lines from one of brightest of anytime 
See I believe there are all these little formalities in realities 
That makes life all the more fulfilling even for thos who have it rough

I never think things through instead I think through it
I don't take every branch climbing the tree but reevaluate my choices from the top
I'm not to much concerned with the questions most pose about life if its real conversation tho I don't want it to stop
But I just have one question
 where are we what nothing became a void 
capable of instantaneous creation and constant expansion 
This can happen in 2 places the brain nature made or the computer store bought

Here is some access to the synapsis of this particular 
Human and this is his opinion only but theory is really where the facts is
If heat rises why is it cold on mountain top
If all other things considered how is there terminal velocity
 How can we track this

How can they say green house effect is all natural 
And people didn't cause global warming
We caused that big ******** over Alaska 
Which allowed gasses in that then were trapped in by ozone 
These are questions I will always ask you.

Why is there motion in stillness
Why are their dry spots in the rain
Why are the evil allowed an easy life
And the saints get nothing but pain

Did you know they found molecules that seen to live in small numbers
But gather in many like families 
They are present in all objects animate and inanimate 
To this end everything has a soul your soul feels best ifyou don't grind the clutch its ceramic 

How is it q rain cloud 1 square Mile weighs 10 million lbs 
that there are babies qnd animals should just float away 
But they don't because the formalities and  the facts 
I really don't know if I can explain it better or what to say 

What if you made it all the way through life never of had to burden 
Those close to you based both on choices you did and did not make
This is the reality your in its not always  the best  so many joujourneys to take
So what to do next just a few minutes live for God sake
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Premium Member Another Romance Language

I love the French and Italian languages…how their words seem to float on the air
and dance…that’s why they are often referred to as languages of romance.

I don’t have to understand the meaning…but listening to them over the years…
the languages of romance are music to my ears.

There is another romance language out there…which every day we should celebrate
It’s the language of nature which she uses…with all of nature…to communicate.

How, for instance, without what we humans would consider to be a brain…
do bees know which flowers to visit…and clouds know when to rain?

How do the tides know then to rise or fall…unless they’ve spoken to the moon?
How does a caterpillar know…when it’s time for the cocoon?

How do birds know it’s time to sing without first talking to the sun?
How do bears know when to wake up…when their winter sleep is done?

How do buds within a tree know when to climb out on the limb?
How do sea turtles find the ocean…and fish learn how to swim?

And for those of you who think we humans don’t need to speak the language of nature…
well I say then.…It’s time for you to reevaluate…to stop…and think again.

Just as flowers know the exact moment when it’s time for them to bloom,
Babies, understanding the language of nature, know when it’s time to leave the womb.

Which means we have all heard nature speak to us…and felt how it made our world rejoice…
Which means it is imperative as we grow up…we don’t forget her voice.

If we have we must re-learn her language…by listening to what she has to say…
So we begin to understand her meanings…a little more each day.

We may not understand much at first…but I imagine…over the years…
each new word we understand will add music to our ears

Eventually, if we let them…….just like in Italy and France
as we understand more of nature’s words…they will seem to float upon the air…and dance

Words meant to teach us….meant our world to unite…to strengthen and enhance…
then she will take her rightful place…among the languages of romance…..
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member KNOWING WHICH BLESSING TO COUNT

Thanksgiving is a great time to count our blessings
It’s a time when our hearts should soar…
as we sit back and think about…all the things we are thankful for…

A time to put aside, for a moment at least, our fears, anxieties, and stress
A time to look back on our life…to reevaluate…to reassess.

On this my 70th Thanksgiving…as the years continue to mount…
I find the list of the blessings in my life have gotten easier to count.

I’m healthy and I’m happy…and as thankful as can be…
to be surrounded by the affection of my friends and the love of my family…

And I’m thankful for the dreams I had…the old ones and the new…
for the failed dreams that led to other dreams…which eventually came true.

And  I’m thankful how I’ve come to understand 
In life….what is truly paramount...
when adding up my blessings...
Is knowing which blessings to count.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Zoo

For a relatively brief period in their lives,
they touched base with luxuries that they could
ill afford; with culture unallowed by both desire
and time. Their days were spent committing crimes
that fed their addiction to drugs. But at a rehab
center, they were reintroduced to some of the finer
things of life.

Teachings of Christ were at the heart and center of their
belief system and the hallmark of their program. Moreover,
there were other venues of culture that greatly aided in
their success. Among them was The Zoo.

Into their lives came the Museum of Science and Industry.
There, they could experience being connected to a reality
that improved rather than destroyed civilization. There,
perhaps they would connect to a challenge, a vision that
could assist in changing their lives. Such visits by them
must have been amazingly interesting and arresting;
enabling them to capture a fresh view of human ingenuity.

A new and broader view of the real world was also presented
to them by way of the Planetarium. Awesome observations of
the vast universe so unlike the average American city that
had limited their drug-infested lives. There was so much 'out
there' yet to be explored; so much 'in them' yet to be tapped.

The Zoo was another favorite place to go. Was it simply
a place to observe animals, or was there so much more
to be discovered? There was a golden opportunity to
reevaluate the use of cages, fences, barriers, and
partitions. Perhaps an ex-felon would conclude that
crime does not pay and that freedom is priceless.

I cannot be certain, but I suspect that the men
taken to such venues, especially the zoo, came
away with a greater appreciation for the good life.

One cannot help but realize the value of having
the wild in captivity, and at the same time acknowledge
that every living creature deserves and demands freedom.

051223PSCtest. Constance La France
Writing Challenge - 'Z' Words
Word Choice: Zoo
Form: Narrative

Open Doors Closed

A war has been waged on individual minds,
Stealing our courage and making us blind,
A battle has begun to make mankind fall asleep,
Silence our souls, while evil slowly creeps,
Into our family’s, our schools, and our towns
Leaving us Desolate and polluting our grounds,
We were never made to be barren and dry,
For love laid down his life for you and I,
But vanities, idolatry, lust and sin
Opened the doors and allowed devils in,
We preach for peace then turn a deaf ear,
For internally self centerness has created many fears
If in God we really trust than we must return to what he has said,
The book is not for show, it’s our food, our daily bread
Look at the times, the hate and all the crimes
Look at the corruption
 It’s no surprise there has been many interruptions
Reevaluate your reasons for living
Instead of war, start forgiving
And repent while you still can,
For the season is at hand,
Let’s rejoice in the fact,
That it’s his life that keeps us intact,
Let’s look up and see,
That God made us all we need to be.

By; Sabina Nicole
Copys  have been placed in my Hotel's bathrooms and lobby :)
Form: Couplet

Premium Member 6 Feet Away

One thing this pandemic has been doing from the very start
is forcing us to look at life a little differently…as we stand 6 feet apart.

It’s allowing us to reevaluate as we adjust our day to day…
It’s reminding us what’s important…as we stand 6 feet away.

Yes, hand sanitizer and paper towels make our lives easier
when we can find them in the store
but our friends
our family
our children 
our grandchildren….
are the very things we’re living for.

When we can’t be together as often…
when we don’t see each other as much.
We learn the importance of that closeness…
of a kiss…a hug…a touch.

We find other was to express our love 
when we can’t visit every day
We learn to cherish a phone call…
a letter….
a smile or a wave…
as we stand 6 feet away.

And when we see people in need
whose lives have also been redefined….
we learn the importance of helping others
the importance of being kind.

When this pandemic comes to an end…
and we all celebrate that day…
I hope we’ll remember the lessons we learned 
that time we stood 6 feet away.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

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