watching
a
whitehouse
shattering
high pitched
greed calling
empty hearted
silence
sings to fool
to a mirror
where
a liberty bell
turns to crystal
even church bells
fall to silence
before
man without honor
man without soul
crowdfunded
to bring
anarchy upon
the tight hold of
politicians old
watching
my country tis of thee
shattering
The Trump crowd are all laughing at our ignorance on the way to the bank. My conservative brother, a freight salesman for a trucking company, is really happy with all the upswing in business. Business in general is having a regulation and tax honeymoon that will come back to haunt us in future when so many of our citizens are ill-served.
They will all run and hide when the bill for global warming storms come to roost on Washington DC. Will they cut the military to pay for them?
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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They will all run and hide when the bill for global warming storms come to roost on Washington DC. Will they cut the military to pay for them?
Ron
Love ya!
Jane