America is
in a sad state of affairs
where will crimes be nest
has gone on and on
no telling where it may end
better watch your step
be careful when you
throw out your trash can by can
something may be lost
we know what happened
world went to hell in basket
never seen again
have to start over
write one more book page by page
with a great ending
Oh, life was good, the days were sunny
Every taunt, every insult seemed funny,
I loved all my foes and friends to a fault
and ate my dessert with a pinch of salt.
With a dash of vinegar, some sour cream
I turned nightmare into the sweet dream,
Aches, pains, cramps and shivering cold
For pennies my profound thoughts I sold.
I buried my legs in the sands knee deep
I laugh with the wind, with the sea I weep,
I frolic in the rain, waddle in the puddle
the state of the world’s a pitiable muddle.
I abhor the bigotry and brutality
that is applied to southern refugees
seeking asylum in the United States.
Diversity has been, and continues to be,
a beneficial component of any nation.
Children ripped from their mother's arms;
burns in my heart and consumes my soul.
Such brutality is hell for any child
exposed to such trauma, leaving a permanent scar.
This sad state of affairs
shouts of abuse, false flags, and hatred;
chipping at the very foundations of Christian values.
America struggles with feelings of hate and fear,
emotions that threaten to tear it apart.
The hopelessness, confusion, horror,
and sacrifice of these immigrants
should be revealed for all to see.
The border is crossed by mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters
seeking freedoms they can only dream about,
and the politics of the day are losing sight of that.
I'm disappointed that some choose to forget
immigrants founded their country.
They have no charity or pity
for those fleeing tyranny.
Their sense of compassion and justice
no longer exists; it is dearly missed.
In A Different State Of Affairs
Days he breathed his words of worth,
beyond his measured existence,
he is not negatives of a photograph
but proofs of his true presence.
He filters through sunlit trees, bent
every way for an unspecified,
While others are statuesque and
true, still he is prescribed.
He sees a desk, there'd be
a missing book, he combed
a tattered mind, surprised,
he'd find a mind of clear
awake eyes, surprisingly,
Yon shelf there'd be his book,
but wore a troubled look, yet,
for how'd it came to be, afraid
still, ventured his curiosity, for
what he feared returned, it'd be
a tattered mind, same eyes see.
With his opened eyes, he looks
around, within a room beyond
a desk and shelf, he unwittingly,
with those affected eyes cast
opposing sights that bear of no
direction, to oddly gaze a floor...
...as a book, sit unfound once more.
2019 September 08
*1st Place*
Sometimes love is not enough
~~Silent One
Such A Sad State of Affairs
Have been in such a sad state of affairs;
Know that Trump for us less ever cares;
Selfish for sure;
We must endure;
He is highly egotistical and never shares.
Jim Horn
Trump In Sad State of Affairs
Trump sure is in sad state of affairs,
And about anyone less always cares;
Making scene;
Looking mean;
Madly glares out window and stares.
Jim Horn
A Fine State of Affairs
A fine state of affairs
Leads to walking upstairs
A long endless tunnel
I have to find funnel
A fine state of affairs
Don’t want to find bears lair
Now I’m finding my own
Into another zone
A fine state of affairs
Happy to be aware
Need the love of children
May adopt eleven
I’m finally aware
A fine state of affairs.
Evie
Cover-ups, deceit and lies with every word spoken
Donald and Hilary all morals continually broken.
What is it with the times
no honest politician can we find.
They slip and slide just outside the truth
expecting our vote in the polling booth.
Nothing seems to change the repertoire
she said, he said, honesty in the reservoir.
Past mistakes they say
different from who they are today.
Ashamed I am
of both republican and democratic stands.
The average citizen outnumbers all
but we are the ones who take the fall.
Give me and honest man or woman
to keep the nation from its ruin
This is the saddest state of affairs
do any of our representatives care?
The people of the state oppressed
should have a referdum by rights
God given unto them by speech
words draws the sword
To back anything worth considering
on this issue with the pros and cons
highlighted truth a must
Leaving nowhere for a reason to worry
exposing side affects
unto the genetic code nothing hidden
as this is an elitist group
Formed by bankers funding
Trying to muscle into world trade
with gmo foods and steroid filled beef
with ill regards to human fatalities
as money is the only agenda
That knows no status or good will
on the table that drives their engine forward
before health is taken into consideration
To weep, seeping tears,
The oozing, the trickling –
Strum broken heartstrings.