Fake News

“Fake News” The educated voter hears both sides. Unfortunate, our citizen can’t split his time or work to find where Truth resides; where Nervous Nancy’s lying Left might sit. The Left has left our borders open wide yet still need magic pill to beat our Trump. Let Tyranny’s Majority decide and give beloved nation final…

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The View From My Back Door

The glow of silver trees against blue sky against a deeper royal blue ally as snow now blankets each and every limb with loving care, their mother covers them. The trees so loved by nature’s wintry blast it seems some artist covers to contrast. Her richest blue encircles icy trim with loving care, their mother…

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Martin’s Dream

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Martin Luther King, Jr. Martin’s Dream I fall into the blackest hole in space my soul now travels through the darkest scene; a foreign place where there’s no time or grace. I move through tunnels…

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We are All Immigrants

We all are immigrants from Africa. Your skin is white while mine has darker tone. Yet, heart to heart, we’re all America and with that hero’s pride, our flag is flown. We all are immigrants from Africa and celebrate a wondrous mix that glows from coast to coast in our America. Red, white and blue…

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“Pandora’s Box”

Pandora’s box will wait upon death’s call that comes from Charlotte’s violence.  All ears hear rising tumult over statue, tall. And there rides Robert Lee. His horse he steers. Old statesman, warrior of Civil War; his sword , no longer at the charge or flies. Yet fought he for the South;  felt duty for; now…

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“Men in Orange Jumpsuits”

  She wanted the attention and the wealth. Bold disrespect she shows Memorial Day for Christians dressed in orange to their death; be-headings all the rage is Griffin’s way. I weep for Man whose lost all sense of shame I shudder for her stupid, bloody hands I feel the filth just mentioning her name A…

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The Manchester Massacre

We’ll freeze; obliterate his hatred with a keg of sharper, longer nails? Save the rose, instead,  before she falls. Freeze that place where he inbreeds. Encapsulate his cousins, conjugal. This fruit fly seeks the closest mate to seed. Degenerate, cares not where useless fate is spread. But history has told before there’s no Valhalla for…

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