As Obama and his administration grew and grew
It became obvious what now proved true
He stood toe to toe with Lady Liberty
And blew out the torch that signified we were free
Now the tired patriots kneel with heads bowed
You can hear their prayers as they ring out load
Lord give us strength to stand another day
So this Socialistic government may no longer have its say
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In less than a minute the flower will be bare
We picked each petal and threw them away
It's all because too many people didn't care
And didn't take the option to have their say
"People who are in power make their arrangements in secret, largely as a way of maintaining and furthering that power." Don DeLitto
POWER
Like plotting little children with a book of matches found
They meet in secrecy, will they burn out country down?
They abhor the structure that seemed to be quite sound
Left to their own devices while we mingle 'round and 'round
Apathetic Americans let them meet inside their spaces
While ignoring all the signs a New World Order runs the bases
Not understanding the consequences the ignorant embraces
The socialistic agenda our country ultimately faces
Basking in entitlements the voters' faces glow
Allowing the new government to grow and grow and grow
Drowning in regulations We the People in the know
Are now struggling as a minority as we see our freedom go
How Much More History Can I Write?
Pages have turned
Bridges were burned
Secrets to hide
Forever set aside
Memories were made
Good ones never fade
Love declared
Heartache shared
Many miles I walked
Using lessons I was taught
Now beyond my glory and strife
What do I do with the rest of my life?
Goals were set
Challenges met
As I continue into the night
How much more history can I write?
"Never give in...never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense. Never yield to force...never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy." Winston Churchill
Be the Mighty Oak
The mighty oak refuses to yield to the wind
Standing tall to take on all its force
Does not its courage a message send
That in the end, when with age it topples, there is no need for remorse?
Can we be the mighty oak
Standing tall against our foes forever?
Showing all the power we invoke
Throughout every invasion against our life's endeavors
The Cottage
It was only for a short time
I had the privilege to stay
In a quaint little caretaker's cottage
Down the lane a little ways
It sat in the shadow of a grand old home
Luxurious in her day
A carriage house held cars now
I wanted very much to stay
I escaped to times of old
Looking over the river Thames
I spent everyday with a pony named Apache
Escaping to way back when
My life proceeded, as you guessed
But a piece of me was always owned
By a little cottage in Canada
Down a lane on Pond Mills Road
Ernest Hemmingway...
"The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places."
The Battle for Liberty
Who tells their children as they grow
Go forth and be lazy and weak?
What parent would tell them it's important you know
Just what welfare benefits to reap?
Success brings falls and cracks in your bones
Getting to a goal is never a walk in the park
It is not easy navigating moss covered stones
Across a river of adversary alone in the dark
The cheers should come for graduates and worker bees
Not for the corrupt and deviously cunning
It takes all you've got to conserve liberties
The number of uninformed is just stunning
If life has not contributed to your pain
Among the many joys your freedom brought
You long ago missed the freedom train
Is reaching for handouts the game you were taught?
