Where can I go?
What can I do?
Where is my haven I cried?
Who stands by me?
Will my spirit be free?
Why ever once denied?
How long the pain?
When will stop heartache’s reign?
My yearning to never defeat?
Where tomorrow may end?
Will torment amend?
What loves long-lasting will I meet?
But knowledge the tool,
Seldom used by the fool,
Will ever protect the wise.
With love’s power replete,
The challenge to meet,
Our future together will rise.
At winter’s end, comes awakening call,
Arise, arise, friends and all.
Tis time to stir, to shake out mist,
Your faces blurred from season’s kiss.
Reach out your arms, to grasp the light,
Your bodies to strengthen, renew their might.
Let hands present, your fingers splay,
Stand tall, in splendor to salute the day.
Your arrival conceived, rebirth in mind,
First of season, your status defined.
With grace and poise, aligned at will
Emerge to us, treasured Daffodil.
Alone I trudge unbeaten path,
Head bowed low, fraught with sorrow.
As I wander, lost in time,
I’ll cry my tears tomorrow.
Each new day, I face the sun,
Longing for an answer.
Was I right, was I wrong,
Eating me like a cancer,
Imperfect thoughts on troubled sea,
Reasons beyond my reach.
Cavernous desire, the need to learn,
That which life had failed to teach.
Sad memories alone do linger,
Gratification but mere dust.
But I will go on, to do my best,
To learn of love and trust.
At days end, I will face my fears,
Erase my sorrows,
I’ll stand tall, shouting out to all,
I’ll cry no tears for my tomorrows.
Today a tear came to my eye,
Just one little tear, my want to cry.
It glittered like crystal as it grew in form,
A raindrop of emotion in a lifetime of storm.
What cost a tear,
Was price too dear?
Today a tear came to my eye,
A single reminder of things gone by.
Abundance of love, I once knew,
Shared of myself with only so few.
What cost a tear,
If liberate the self from what I did fear?
Today a tear came to my eye,
A memory I’ll keep until I die.
It spoke of a future built on the past,
A monument of tolerance – designed to last.
With bricks of forgiveness, and mortar of love,
It will soar to the heavens highest above.
All for the cost of a tear.
Soothing spring breeze,
Sweet kiss of magnolia adrift,
Muted colors of night descend,
Day yields to dreams of tomorrow.
Storm abates, cleansing, a mind dispels,
All thought of emptiness filled,
Yesterday now gone,
Repossessing its sorrow.
Midst forest sentinels, a way,
Rose pedals ‘neath unshod foot,
Gilt path traverses still water,
Moon bids Sun adieu.
Against lunar pale, silhouette soars,
Nature’s melody, lilt in the night
Vision of bright future, seen through Hawk eye
For love ever true, is what I seek for you.
On a day without sun,
Night’s pall moon did forsake.
No forest sprite nor soul to see,
Alone, forlorn courage doth quake.
Assailed by visions, old pain oft lingers,
Tears of shame, burden without merit.
Journey’s toll, an ember rebelling,
Cautious pace, renewing the spirit.
With vibrant heart, to brave steep path,
Arise a Phoenix, in beauty abound.
The battle yours, your foes but shades,
Remove foul mask, let a smile resound.
Curse not the world that was before,
Don hushed sweet smile, as you pass out hell’s door.
I’m curious, how many people do you know that will pick up a book, magazine, newspaper or other printed matter, read only half of it, then tell you they know the entire story?
I’d be willing to guess we all know lots of people like this.
Now, how many people do you know that will admit to doing this?
If you said none, nil, nada, zilch, or zero, you’re probably right on target.
Pathetic, isn’t it? Yet this is the philosophy of a large percent of people.
Now, think this through a little. What is propaganda?
According to the Cambridge English Dictionary, propaganda is: “Information or ideas that are spread by an organized group or government to influence people’s opinions, esp. by not giving all the facts or by secretly emphasizing only one way of looking at facts.
The Cambridge English Dictionary defines propaganda as: “Information or ideas that are spread by an organized group or government to influence people’s opinions, esp. by not giving all the facts or secretly emphasizing only one way of looking at the facts,”
If you look at this sideways, you might see a similarity between reading only half the book and getting only half the facts, right?
Yep, thought you would.
America is currently under attack by professional propagandists posing as various experts, news commentators and educators. Those who would question their positions are brow beaten and denied the Freedom of Speech those same propagandists laud as a given right.
The rights and responsibilities of the tax-paying American citizens are being usurped by foreign interventionists set on remaking our beloved country into a satellite of a globalist world empire.
We are being fed bits and pieces of a very large instruction manual designed for the overthrow of our Republic. Our Constitution, the basis of our laws and freedoms is being chipped away at; eroded with half-truths and outright lies.
Ask yourself one question, throughout our history, which political party has had more members commit assassinations and mass murders?
It’s an easy one; the Democrat Socialists. Think about that and read the whole book.
