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Poem For the Day
George Bush Poem
There once was a man named George Bush Who flat out said, wait now, don't rush I've taken a back seat To tell you in defeat Of chances and promises I took
I went to a party and took up An assortment of habits of makeup Then I forestalled a big coup And played a big boo-boo That gave me a chance to do woo-woo
I garnered a smoke screen of hate To give the others a debate And when it was over I left them a clover And told them I wasn't so late
To come to their rescue To come to their defense To show them just how I care Then one day I showered And gave way to power And took a back seat to beware
From that day on forward I've played the game well And promised I'd do all their bidding But when the time comes To turn in the sponge I'll walk all the way in my glory
For this you see is it I've told you my tale Of obstinance, greed and foretelling And when the tide turns And everyone learns There'll be no more greed, fear and terror
For light will prevail There's a new tale of tales To sing to the people I love So bring forth your weapons And bring forth your germs And sell it all to the republic
And sing it in rhyme And tell it in mime And go on about your deliverance Of mighty Joe Young Who once took a gun And turned in onto the dime That shifted the energies Of fear and total destruction For along came an angel Who sang us a song Of freedom and love and re-construction
So this is, I tell you My last song and venue Of seeing the dark side of man From this point I promise To stick to my druthers To love all my sisters and brothers
For when the fate comes round And sweeps the whole compound Of fear, and greed and destruction I'll give you my peace pipe To ring in the new world And lead the throng into the light.
For you see my countrymen I'm not who I seem I've come back to tell you a tale Of how the dark forces Coerce all the horses Into the corral of the dammed
They take way your liberty And give you a harness Of shame and defeat, and the like Till one day there's nothing there You're stripped clean and bare Of all that you ever proclaimed
To be short of liberty And gathered with dust And wound around tightly with wire The knot fit so tightly I ne'r' could but breath And the life force was gone from me thusly.
Till one day the angel With strong wings and courage Delivered me to the right sources That told me son, well You might go to hell But it's all because of your choices
To stand in their power and lose all of yours Or go for the glory that loves you So stand in your power We'll give you the hour To come and be counted again
So I stood back in wonder As I watched them all plunder The dark forces with their agenda And when they were through The whole air was blue With all of the angels in flight
I took to the streets then And gathered the people In groups and packs and bundles And told them all how The whole crowd did howl And broke free and circled around
The dark forces alley They all took their tally And counted the prize to the Light You know my friends then they Began to wail when they Realized what they'd done to themselves
They gathered round one day And took a count that day And discovered the total of man Had come through a Holy Assemblage of beings Who knew who they were and their gain
To great halls of goodness And great feats of love To keep themselves from the hell they feared So gather your forces and don't cower back And let them be gone in an instant
For they do not care yet For anyone else Who might shine and begin To feel the love there That wants to spring free And topple the huge dark empire
For there is the plunder That will send them under The gates of the hell they create And when they all get there They'll find to their surprise St. Peter will wait at the gate
And welcome them all home And say, do you see The wonder of wonders to be That no matter where ever You go in this heaven You’ll always be at the same place
For all is in oneness Where ever you are So sit my dears and lets say Grace For you are my angels Who came round the long way With putty all over your face
From putting a fight up And trying so hard To give it all up in a flash So when you come in here I’ll sing you your praises For all the smoke and the ash
For you are all one now And you are all new And garnered in gold and silver So come to my bosom And sing with me now To God in the highest, I’m Home.
Received and written by, Nancy Tate, 2003
Posted, 06-21-17
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