A Vote for Nixon

The politicians danced around town

Telling all the people what they wanted to hear

Their promises came wrapped in the fine clothes of prosperity

Our town would ‘reap great rewards

Absolutely no one will be left out’ they shouted

They filled the air with hopes and dreams

All the men heard the news at town hall meetings

And gatherings around their watering holes

They carried it home to their wives

Those were happy days

Anticipating all the good things to come

The politicians came and went…

Their promises came and went…

Their prosperity never came at all.

Revolution?

To see America in this place makes me weep

When the only hope we have to spread our message

Maybe to take up our arms and march through the street

In an attempt to save ourselves from the wreckage

They regulate all our thoughts and actions freely

As they sell us diet colas and empty hope

They can sell us our leaders just as easily

When we traded religion for their plug-in trope

I want to see those men hidden in the shadows

Pushing the buttons destroying our resistance

Bring them forward to face me in the light and show

Why a corrupt government deserves existence

Step forward all true American loyalists

Take back the land of the free; the home of the brave

Perhaps this might be the only chance we will get

Will it be liberty or a walk to the grave?

The Good Life?

Our country is strong

We all know that

Said the politicians

To the diplomat

There’s no such thing

As an economic depression

 

Then they scurry on by

So they won’t have to gaze

Down the dark streets

Or the cold alleyways

Where America hides

Its transgressions

 

Survivors

In my life I’ve known bold men that laid down their souls

And we sing of their virtues through lyrics and prose

But none sing the praises of wives left alone

Or the children who live with no father at home

 

To glory we said and to battle they’d rush

While wives stay at home and forgive them they must

War is hell for everyone and we must never forget it

A prayer to the survivors who each day must relive it

 

Rediculous Facebook Posts

I saw two different post on Facebook today that just blew my mind. Sometimes, I wonder if people even think about what they put out there for the world to see. The first post read, “If Trump starts a new war then the people that voted for him should be drafted first.”

Seriously people! So what you’re saying is that if I get into a taxi and he has a wreck on the way to my house then I should be held responsible…after all, I was the one who chose that particular taxi and I was the one who told him where to go and maybe even told him which road to take. Therefore, I should be held responsible.

Many people I know voted for Trump because they believed in what he had to say. Just because you and I knew that he was a narcissistic buffoon with a 3 year old’s mentality, does not mean that everyone did.

The second post asks, “Should Obama be added to Mount Rushmore?”

What, what, WHAT?

What on earth would make you ask a question like that? Yes, he was the first black president. But let’s face it; that was just a matter of timing. It was time for, and right for America. There were much better choices…Condolezza Rice or Colin Powell come quickly to mind. But I wonder what people think actually gives him the privilege to live beside Lincoln, Jefferson, Washington and Roosevelt (I am not fully convinced that he should be there). Heck, Kennedy put a man on the moon and routed Russian aggression and yet did not earn an honored seat.

So let’s get real America and start rewarding or removing people based on their qualifications or lack thereof. People talk about term limits for congress. Why do we need them if we are doing our job properly? It’s simple; if someone is not doing the job we think they should then we must not vote them in again.

For those of us that do not believe in Trump or his message, it is our job to convince our neighbor why and vote him out of office.

But with respect and not hatred. My wife and I do not agree on half the decisions we make yet we are still happily married after 42 years. Sometimes I even get to win.