Nails of bone scraping remains,
Dust returning to a grave ending,
Yet weathering, lingering upon more
Wrinkling pace maker heart beats.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Digging holes of dire purpose
From the ground of hard granite,
Sculpturing existence of meaning.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Wording on a gravestone epitaph,
Here lay a poet without a license
Liberal with free speech Freedom.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Never conforming Democracy,
But expanding its Constitution
Upon gravestones of equality.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Using a dictionary of love not hate,
Bible of love thy American neighbor,
Religion of a diverse red-blooded flag.

2)
Nails of bone scraping remains
Without health insurance, job, so lost yet,
Dreaming of a Camelot White House,
Where Artmosphere is of, its street people.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Of what is left to live life homeless.
Compassion of Republican Wall Street,
Mansion segregating fraternal audiences.

Nails of bone scraping remains
From a Constitution upon tatters remains.
Abuse of the Most High act of treason
Creating the corporate empire of one CEO.

Nails of bone scraping remains
Of tears from the founding fathers
Whose liberal words say “Nuts”
We will never surrender our rights.

Nails of bone scraping remains hearing
The Iraq War is over from a flight suit.
N. O. Poverty War on Cathedral promises.
Moderates conservatives crying the blues,
Religion inside politics lobbying green.

Note: Nails of bone scraping Nixon Abuse on blog at http://authorsden.com/visit/viewblog.asp?authorid=5012.

David L. (D.Lester) Young 06/07/06 ©
De-Terminated poet, somewhere in America not on company