Archive for November, 2016


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The day after has come America, and now we know the type of country we are

A nation exposed for all to see,

A façade, of righteousness and moral fortitude

Sullied by the indignation of the ignorant and the arrogant

Bold and brash, stripping away the faint illusion of graciousness

The false proclamation that all are created equal, and that we are all free

The nation has spoken make no mistake about it, and the world was listening

And the path that was chosen was the darkest.

We have chosen fear over hope.  Hate and bigotry over love and respect

We have turn back toward the past instead of forging ahead to a brighter future.

The day after has come America, and we are now a lesser nation today then we were yesterday.

 

 

 

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the-law

“I grew up around these parts, born and raised.

Seen a lot of bad things too. Hell, did a lot of bad things,

Before I became the law, I mean.

I ain’t no angel; never claimed to be one neither.

I do what I’ve gotta do, however, I’ve gotta do it.

My methods ain’t always popular, but I’ve learned to live with that

You ain’t gonna please everyone.

Not if you’re doing the job the right.

But, if I had to guess I would say that all and all the people around here like me alright.

Hard to believe it’s been twenty-five years under the white hat.

My father was a law man. Grandfather too, and his father before him.

I guess you could say I was destine to it. If there is such a thing.

I don’t know …  I shudder to think what the next twenty- five will be like.

There is a different breed of evil among us now.

A darkness in people that I ain’t never seen before.

I wonder what the old-timers would have made of it

Hell, I don’t know what to make of it.

In the end, we all go back into the dust from which we came.

And when it’s all said and done and the weighing is finished

Some will go up and receive their rewards and the rest of us will go down into nothing

And that is that as they say. Anyways, I guess I had better get to it.

It’s already ninety-degrees in the shade, and it ain’t even 10:00 o’clock yet

When the temperature rises like this it brings out the devil in people.

It’s always bad this time of year, but this year is different, worse than the other years

There’s a black cloud out there hovering on the horizon

It’s coming, but I’ll be alright.

I’ll be right here waiting on it.”

 

 

 

 

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Crosses

I see sparkling crosses

Hanging from invisible lines

Dangling from thick black trees

Bleached in florescent headlights

Twisting and dancing like angels

Into the velvet night