Название: Observations of a Warrior Poet
Автор: T. John Mattson
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Зарубежные стихи
isbn: 9781646545896
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The Panhandler
I see the older man weekly,
As he hustles and scrounges
For some coin.
He solicits in a kind and humble way,
Avoiding all desire to purloin.
Most that pass by him realize
His life is lived simply,
Hand to mouth!
While any likely future opportunities
Have evaded and gone south.
Maybe the next time you walk by,
Try to think of him beyond the image
Of a downtrodden bum.
While he mooches a bit,
Sponges for more…
Forging his survival, through
Various landscapes or slum.
CHAPTER 2
“My political voice began to jump, with so much material, I wrote of Trump.”
Politics
As two or more groups get together,
And try to influence one another,
Complications seem to mount, agreements
Become elusive, even among brothers.
These people of power and voice
Often forget their priorities,
Looking more like novice frat boys and
Sisters of sororities.
Only through flexibility and clarity
Can a compromise emerge and prevail.
As minds come together and
Conflicts erode, common goals will not derail.
Most important of all, they must be
Involved and not blind
To the issues that surround, no matter
How difficult one might find.
Legislat—Or?
There was a time, long ago,
Where those chosen to lead us
Were respected, admired, and revered.
Nowadays, this trend seems to have shifted…
Those politically powerful
Are often hated or feared.
This change in perception manifest slowly.
It didn’t just happen overnight.
Many years were needed here as this
Brew fermented, with a vintage clearly in sight.
What’s been seen over the years are statesmen
Who’ve acquired amnesia toward those they work for,
Becoming allied to varied special interests,
As if those groups are impossible to ignore.
As a nation already having great diversity,
It would seem unnecessary,
To add fuel to the fire and divide.
Many are expecting more from their elected,
The need for integrity through the rough,
Political waters, while navigating
To the unified.
The Trump Card
This event evolved to a unique spectacle,
With history’s promise to record
The brazen newcomer, and a former first lady,
Verbally sparring to be the new lord.
This political process can become ugly,
Causing many to turn away.
Yet the effect cannot be ignored,
As people’s votes seem to sway.
So how was it possible, this victory made,
Through all the division and the hate?
Seems that focusing on certain fears and prior glories…
It becoming our current fate.
Bipartisan Memo to Potus
Date: June 2017
To: President Trump, aka The Donald
Decisions made recently have been divisive,
And quite frankly, more difficult to support.
All the while, many heads have been left scratching,
Wondering not if, but when, the issue will be in court.
Between personal, social, or financial histories, and those
“Pesky” foreign policies, it’s hoped some consensus may be seen.
Otherwise, some wagons may be circling,
As if a coming quarantine.
Clearly, it’s getting pretty damn hot here in the
Kitchen, with many wanting to get out,
Constituents, angered and more vocal, are no
Longer talking—they’re here to shout!
With so much friction and division, we can’t
Move forward, often threatening a firm stance,
And whether or not, we belong to the same party,
We’re certainly not attending the same СКАЧАТЬ