Tuesday, September 2, 2014

The Here and Now, Here's Why

Two quotes from a British Writer, RICHARD WHATELY, 1787-1863.

"As one may bring himself to believe almost anything he is inclined to believe it makes all the difference whether we begin or end with the inquiry, “what is truth?”


Based upon the ideals of the parents

A child is reared to know

What the parents believe will be

Because what they say is so

In the modern indoctrination we see

In our schools and beyond

When the ideals will drastically differ

How will the youth respond?

Adhering to mandates of the state

Of a government out of control

It's no wonder that our citizens

Are confused as how to roll

Do they roll on in the shadow of parents

Whose ideology is stamped in stone?

Or do they revert to what the schools teach?

Liberalism overblown!

Will they be rolled over by a government

Blindly falling into step?

Will anyone embrace their own free will

And escape the cage in which they are kept?

What is truth but the logical answers

Known only when there are questions asked

And the logical people willing to stand bold

And take the oppressors all to task


"It is neglect of timely repair that makes rebuilding necessary."


Naive and insensitive, lazy and feeling scorned

Allowing the world to crumble in the midst of humanity torn

Seeing what happens over there, believing there it will stay

Hoarding our opinions, afraid of what we'll say

Insensitive or ultra-sensitive to feelings

Or too in touch, demanding healing

Of the self-inflicted damnation of some

Certain that they are the persecuted ones

Women, race, ethnic background, social status

The tools of division in the government apparatus

Faith is questioned and demonized

Religion coming more in strange disguises

In the name of humanity where have we gone wrong

That they have banned the singing of patriotic songs?

And God is locked outside the gate

Of the country now existing in a decaying stalemate?

In a CRUMBLING SOCIETY  we are resigned to dwell

Now is it a fact this is a living hell?

Political correctness has gone too far

And we are suspended in the state we are


Monday, September 1, 2014

In Enemy Territory

"One ought to never turn one’s back on a threatened danger and try to run from it. If you do that you will double the danger. But if you meet it promptly and without flinching you will reduce the danger in half. Never run away from ANYTHING! NEVER!" Winston Churchill


Allied soldiers in the bushes crouch

Guns are ready, bayonets are mounted

With hate filled eyes they scan the horizon

For the terrorists who will set their guns a-blazing

Day time drags and night will come

Anticipation wanes in everyone

The soldiers waiting now experience fatigue

Yet they fight to stay alert, crouched within the trees

The sound of enemy vehicles in the distant hills

Foot soldiers marching from kill to kill

The devastation they have left behind

Put out of sight and out of mind

Yesterday they had been the aggressor

Killing, maiming, raping...it was their pleasure

The terror they put on innocents tell

The extent of what their leaders sell

Shots ring out as the terrorist convoy passes by

Grenades send shrapnel into the sky

"Allah Akbar" they shout as they shamefully engage us

The visions of their massacres continue to enrage us

We are soldiers here to stop their surge

Into Christian and Jewish villages they intend to purge

Wrecking havoc with evil intent

With twisted meanings the Koran had sent

Our eyes show hate and at moments fear

As we fight this enemy over here

Hoping beyond hope that back home we're safe

Unlike the daily terror these countries face


The Devoted

"In the joy of sharing each other’s success, and in the comfort of sharing each other’s sorrows, may be found the reward for having lived and having fought another day."


Amid all the celebrations my life has brought

And with all the lessons just living taught

During the sorrow that just being brings

And in the aftermath of worst of things

There are pieces all around me strewn

Confetti from celebrations blown

Bits and pieces of what once was me

Exposed for all the world to see

Amid it all there is always you

Picking up my mess after each to do

A smile, a hug, no judgement there

Without questions, beside me anywhere


Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Battle In Life

"The mind is it's own place and in itself, can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven." John Milton"


In our existence of creativity

Bold hope or negativity

Life goes on explicitly

With either purpose or mere naivety

Our mind plays tricks and wanders

To places beyond the clear blue yonder

And will leave us all to ponder

When to hate or grow much fonder

It is within our minds that our choices

Give way to distant voices

Angels and devils making noises

While we battle our neurosis

All in all it is our dilemma to solve

Being aware of past indiscretions to resolve

Before all goodness within dissolves

And crushes all hope that could evolve

Will we march with saints to virtue?

Or be thrust to hell's inferno?

Will our zest for life be overdone

Or a return to innocence, a worthy one?


Saturday, August 30, 2014


"Leaders establish the vision for the future and set the strategy for getting there." John P. Kotter.


It appears that we are lost

Leader show us where we are

We have pleaded for your answer

How did we go astray this far

Once a powerful nation

Once respected throughout the world

Now we are set for total damnation

Because our leader's head is filled with squirrels

It won't be long until we are defeated

By the terrorist bent on destruction

Is it really true we can be beaten

Because our leader has no gumption?

Time may no longer be on our side

As again to the links our leader goes

Is it there he runs to hide

As the pressure cooker blows?


Friday, August 29, 2014

A King

Johnathan Turley  a law professor at George Washington university...

"Our system is changing and (Congress) is the one branch that must act if we are to reverse these changes. We are seeing the emergence of a different model of government, a model long ago rejected by the framers....A dominate presidency has occurred with very little congressional opposition, indeed, when president OBAMA pledged to circumvent congress, he received rapturous applause from the very body that he was proposing to make practically irrelevant. Now many members are contesting the right of this institution to even be heard in federal court...This body is moving from self-loathing to self destruction in a system that is in crises. The presidents pledge to effectively govern alone is alarming, and what is most alarming is his ability to fulfill that pledge. When a president can govern alone, he can become a government unto himself, which is precisely the danger the framers sought to avoid."


Three powerful, independent branches

Meant to balance our awesome power

In just two terms under Obama

Our system has grown sour

An apathetic We the People

Let his power grow

Being  absolutely ignorant

Of the things we need to know

An historic first black president

A disappointment as our leader

This annoited man of hope

Has become our power's bleeder

He has circumvented congress

Thumbed his nose at the Supremes

He vacations more than anyone

And golfs too much, it seems

The rest of the world is either laughing

Or afraid they've lost a friend

Our enemies run rampant

With terror we can't defend

I guess we'll no longer matter

As now freedom no longer rings

Now Obama is no longer president

And is a self-appointed king


Oz, the All and Powerful

Stewart Udall saw it coming years ago..."We have, I fear, confused power with greatness."

I tend to think that it is just the opposite in the Obama era. I think Obama is almost embarrassed by this country's power and seems apologetic for it.

Perhaps our power was confused for greatness before the Obama administration. Some presidents actually used it to bully the world. Most used it to intimidate the world. The question is, does our power bring respect, fear, or disdain? Are we using it for good or for self serving intimidation?


Are we Atlas?

We carry the world on our shoulders

Are we all the strength we advertise

With our weapons and our soldiers?

We are looked upon as peace keepers

But are we really just assassins?

Called upon by nations intimidated

By terror driven factions?

Have we simply lost our edge

And become the weak and sorrowful

Just like the little man behind the curtain

Oz, the all and powerful?