Wounded But Preparing for a Comeback

True freedom and morality have taken a hard hit in the U. S. since the last presidential election, but all is not lost. There is an amazing movement of citizens who have finally awakened to the need to be much more vigilant and proactive than ever before — and a whole new generation of conservatives who are not afraid to break free of the establishment and actually fight for the freedoms our forefathers gave everything to win for us. Just thought I’d post a little haiku on that subject.

Waving proud and free —
Liberty’s banner endures:
Battered but not lost.

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Politics ruffle my soul.
The worst of most people they show.
But when I get stressed and uptight,
I know what will make it quite right:
Please give me Coffee!

I need to lean back and breathe slow.
For Presidents will come and go.
Some are corrupt and hell-bent.
I’ll pray they’re removed, but ’til then,
Please give me Coffee!

I look back on hist’ry; alas:
We should have learned more from the past.
But I haven’t given up hope.
So with four years of crap I can cope
If I have LOTS OF COFFEE!!!!!!!!

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Freedom of Speech

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I know there are some who will hate me.
And others speak evil of me,
For taking a stand for what’s moral
And for keeping this nation free.

They’ve already gagged social media
That work constitutionally —
Those that allow us to speak truth,
And keep our speech legally free.

But, frankly, I won’t let it stop me.
Their opinions are not worth a sigh.
They don’t have the sense to perceive truth;
Their ignorance quotient’s too high.

But thousands have sacrificed dearly,
To win and preserve liberty.
Their blood cries out now to my own soul
That I must fight to keep us free.

And then there are millions of babies
Whose cries echo down through the years —
Butchered and murdered expertly
As lib’rals emphatically cheer.

So I won’t be quiet and passive.
I’ll speak forth the truth loud and clear.
And I know the forces of evil
Will be quite incensed when they hear.

They’ll sputter and spew out their harsh threats,
And might even put me in chains.
But even in prison, I’ll be right,
And they’ll find that they’ve nothing gained.

Because there’s an end to life on earth,
And before their Maker they’ll quell.
No matter how they twist their stories,
They’ll still end up going to hell.

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Non-essential Lives

Just a brief commentary:
When I created this site, my intention was to offer only poetry and pictures that would bring happiness and comfort to people who visited here. Accordingly, I haven’t used the site to deal strongly with anything controversial. However, the seriousness of what we’ve been experiencing for the past several months — and the clear message being sent that murdering children is an essential activity while all the time incarcerating adult families and business owners in their own homes has changed things a little.

My own conscience will not allow me to continue to post here and act as though dangerous and hideous things are not happening under the guise of “keeping people safe.” So this post is a deviation from the norm. However, I encourage any visitors who are upset by the seriousness of this post to simply click on one of the other 207 posts on this site which are focused on things more positive.

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NON-ESSENTIAL LIVES

Some call it isolation.
Some call it sheltering.
A “safe-at-home” condition
That’s lasted all of spring.

Small businesses are locked down
Churches have empty pews.
But laws allow the sale of drugs
And “grass,” and, of course, booze.

What Liberals term “essential”
Is given liberty.
Abortion clinics have free reign:
Murder in first degree.

The public’s in a panic
Because of media lies.
State gov’ners claim lives matter
While they make sure babies die.

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