Mind if I tell you, honestly, I’m a Libertarian
A firm believer in the free will of the individual,
A strong promoter of individual liberty …
I have always called it “the priesthood of the believer,”
The right to come to my own philosophy of religion,
No hierarchies handing down edicts and creeds;
No Popes, no judges, no “soul superintendents!”
Politically, I believe we have too much government
Infringing upon our individual lives; that we, the people,
Are being over-taxed without sufficient representation
By those we elected to consider our General Welfare:
Who take us to war, while never having fought in one,
Who take our money, while not hearing our voices.
Who obfuscate and then…well, tell us outright lies,
Who do not defend our liberties, but steal them
Away from us little by little; and, one day we shall
Awaken and wonder what happened while we slept!
written October 31-November 2, 2021
Categories:
superintendents, freedom, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
indescribable,
untranscribable ~
imbibable, your exotic, quixotic perfume
spiraled me into a quandary
of dirty laundry, penance,
no superintendents in attendance
I come from ragged boys, no poise,
just noise ~ a quiver of quavers,
no saviors of silence,
but if some sap sullies our sister
we'll flatten him
you come from platinum
a blessed nest of nuance,
a quay of kindness,
finesse, fineness ~
savvy sophistication, subtlety
a quaint saint I ain't
then poise met noise
you became my bible;
undeniable, heavy sighable,
unclassifiable ~
indescribable
Written 12 Feb 2021
Categories:
superintendents, love,
Form: Free verse