30 November, 2018

Land of the Tree and the Home of the Knave



 


Here's to the State of Mississippi
For within its borders, evil draws no lines,
By researching its bloody history, countless atrocities you’ll find.
For the Confederacy still holds sway here; treason is heritage and bigotry is fine,
The calendar is lyin' when it reads the present time.
Whoa here's to every citizen you've poisoned the heart of,
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to voters in Mississippi
They say liberals and centrists, don't begin to understand
While they tremble in subservience to Confederates, Neo-Nazis, and the Klan
Neither tears nor sweat can wash away the blood that stains their hands
They smile and shrug their shoulders at the cruelty of a man
So, here's to every citizen you've poisoned the heart of,
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to the apologists and publicists for Mississippi
While they're prattling and preaching to Mississippians that they don't have to care
Stoking resentments and hatreds among people everywhere
And every program or policy is derived from hatefulness and despair
There's not one among them who champions equality for all anytime or anywhere
Whoa here's to every citizen you've poisoned the heart of,
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to politicians in Mississippi
The spewing of bigotry and racism has resumed with a roar
Biases are blinding them to justice as they praise the days of yore
As they spin out rationales for going back to how things were before
Behind their smiles and platitudes lurk injustices by the score
Oh, here's to every citizen you've poisoned the heart of,
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And, here's to Judges in Mississippi
Who wear robes of honor as they slither into the court
They staunchly guard all bastions of the Confederacy they support
And justice is a stranger to those with whom they all consort
Minority and women’s rights to these rogues in robes always come up short
Whoa here's to every citizen you've poisoned the heart of,
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to officials in Mississippi
In the swamp of their hypocrisy, justice loses round after round
And criminals are posing as law enforcement in many towns
And they hope that no one sees the sights, and no one hears the sounds
And the speeches of senators and the governor and are the ravings of clowns
Oh, here's to the democracy you've torn out the heart of
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to laws in Mississippi
Congress Members condone a Confederate winning the day
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
Liberal student voters should be blocked, I've clearly heard them say
Yes, corruption can be classic in the Confederate way
Oh, here's to the civic life you've poisoned the heart of
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!

And here's to the preachers in Mississippi
Once doing unto others was proclaimed to be the way
But now patriotic blue has been switched to treasonous gray
And the Good Samaritan has been thrown into the dust
Heaven only knows what sort of God Confederates trust
Oh, here's to the citizens you've poisoned the heart of
Confederates find yourselves another country to be part of!


Note: this poem is an adaptation of the Phil Ochs song: https://youtu.be/WU3o9Tl7zTk

Photo Credits:
https://www.nhregister.com/news/us/article/The-Latest-Signs-with-nooses-refer-to-13422671.php

https://www.yahoo.com/lifestyle/democrat-could-swipe-senate-seat-125222095.html

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22 November, 2018

Thoughtful Thankfulness





On the fourth Thursday of November,
If tradition wins the day,
Many loved ones get together
To express gratitude in a special way.

With any luck, we are loved, not lonely;
We have some who are dear and near.
Before the feast lays upon the table
Let us try to see beyond the mirror.

Of course, we are grateful for family and friends
And all the goodness in our life,
Be we should also seriously consider
That these benefits came from strife.

America has been called the land of opportunity
For millions, this description has rung true
But, not so for countless of our compatriots
So, we as a society, have a great deal to do.

We should be thankful for judicial independence
And the right to organize, publish and protest
For these features of our heritage
Allow us to continue with America’s quest.

While words of gratitude are welcome
Works make that thankfulness real
For to our better and bravest Angels
Deeds make the highest and best appeal.

Although our times are severely troubled
This November we made strides toward a new start
Let us continue on this path confidently
For honor blooms in the cockles of every grateful heart.

We hold these truths to be self-evident:
That all are born free and equal
Now, by our lives, fortunes, and personal honor,
11-9-2016’s catastrophe shall not have a sequel!


Larry Conley
22 November 2018

Photo Credit: https://www.slideshare.net/monsterww/10-inspirational-veterans-quotes/11-As_we_express_our_gratitude

11 November, 2018

Remembrance Day


On the 11th of November,
Near the midpoint of the Fall
Let us pause and remember
All who served gave some,
And some who served gave all.

If we can read news and opinions,
In a free and independent press,
The bravest and best journalists
Will be quick to tell us,
It is the veterans we must bless.

If we speak out and share opinions
And feel this is our right,
It is not the poets, but the warriors
Who ensured we could do this,
By winning many a fearsome fight.

If we are willing to come together,
To demonstrate for what we think is true
It is the veteran, not the activist,
Who gives us the precious chance,
To do what we need to do.

If we can pray upon the Sabbath,
 And worship as we see fit.
It is  the veterans, not the clergy,
Who bore the brunt of the battle,
So our creed could be as we wish it!

When we challenge the boundaries
Of society’s behavioral and legal rules,
It was the veteran, not the lawyer,
Who ensured that we aren’t prosecuted,
In Kangaroo Courts by knaves and fools.

If we participate in politics and elections,
And strive for outcomes we think best,
It is the veteran, not the demagogue
Who secured our right,
To state our choice in this ongoing civic quest!

If we celebrate this holiday
And listen to speeches and cheer for a band
The veterans' valor, not the orators' words
Give us a reason for joy and hope
In neighborhoods, and homes throughout the land

On the 11th of November,
When we gaze at the unfurled flag
Let us pause and remember
For those who served and died in its service,
It is a standard, not a rag!


Larry Conley
11 November 2018


05 November, 2018

Blue the Vote!


Tomorrow is election day
The time has passed to fuss and fight
Though millions may do wrong
We are not exempt from doing right

Candidates lie without pause or shame
They’re mocking, slanderous, and malign
 The Klan rides again without the sheets
Principled patriots must now rise and shine

The children all of us hold dear
Their futures we must save from greed
If fear and hate win out
We will fail them in their time of need

This election is far from routine
What’s at stake is America’s heart  
If we listen to our better angels,
We will vote for a fresh, new start

Whether it takes a minute or an hour
Doing what’s right has real power
So, once you are inside that booth
Cast your vote bravely do not cower!

Tomorrow’s chance may be our last,
At least this much I’m sure is true
The country fate is on the ballot
And it is up to me and up to you!










Photo Credit: http://voteblue.blogspot.com/