Tuesday October 11 2016   A DEEP SADNESS  (POETRY DAY)

 

OUR COUNTRY IS QUITE ILL

Kathleen Martens

October 11, 2016

http://www.visionsofpoetry.com

 

How sad it is to know

Our country is quite ill.

A cancer roams through our land

With intent to kill.

 

Evil abounds wherever you go

Sorrow and sadness the norm.

Our country is being divided

By such a political storm.

 

Regardless of who is elected

The demise of our country is near.

It may take a little while

But our end may soon be here.

 

We kill our babies,

Shoot public servants of valor.

Prisons full to overflowing

Because goodness seems so shallow.

 

Prejudice roars like a lion

In all walks of life.

Too many innocents are imprisoned

Causing so much strife.

 

Our borders unprotected

And will possibly be opened more,

It matters not who wins the election

We have no clue what’s in store.

 

How did our country fall so low

That the dredges of the human race

Are now fighting for the highest office,

Desperately running in place?

 

The future of our country

Will be ruled by liars and cheats.

Either candidate is labeled both

And their match is such a heat.

 

How sad it is to ponder

The cancer that grows within,

Because our country no longer has values,

But willingly accepts all sin.

 

Avarice rules behind the scenes,

Lying is the accepted norm.

Closed doors of corruption

Cause more evil to be born.

 

More and more rights taken away,

The word “tolerance” is the choice.

Unless perhaps you disagree

When your lift your voice.

 

As long as you see eye to eye

With the words politicians say,

It’s all right to speak your mind

And you’ll be considered okay.

 

But should you legally carry a gun

You are blamed for crime’s infection.

The mastermind is to make it illegal

To have your own protection.

 

Take away the rights of citizens

And allow our borders open to all,

And then let’s see how safe we are,

Because evil men ignore the law

 

And soon our land no longer governed

Of, by, and for the people.

The landscape soon will change.

And there may be no more steeples.

 

Freedom of speech will be in the past,

We will do exactly as we’re commanded.

And the cancer will overtake the land

And all freedoms will be abandoned.

 

So go ahead and go to the polls

And try to not think what’s ahead.

Because as the world goes now…

We’ll all have much to dread.

 

AND ON THE OTHER HAND…

Here is a poem I wrote in 2010

 

Words of Grace

By Kathleen Martens

September 21, 2010

http://www.visionsofpoetry.com

 

There is such power in words.

To build up

Or tear down.

 

Do we say

That which is good?

Or words that carry a frown?

 

Words can cut

Deep in the heart

A wound of unseen blood

 

Where silent tears

Spill forth sorrow

Where no bandage can stop the flood.

 

Or words can heal

And give hope to life.

When given in loving grace

 

Can cause a heart to soar

With joyful song

When spoken softly face to face.

 

GOD BLESS OUR YOU AND OUR COUNTRY REGARDLESS WHO WINS THE RACE!