Lord,
I feel so grieved and disheartened,
As I see how far America has strayed
From the nation we once were—
From the people You called us to be.
As our narcissistic leader seeks to enhance his power,
Betraying the public trust repeatedly,
He points a blaming finger at others,
Repeatedly condemning them for his failures.
As I watch him abandon candor and forthrightness,
I long for the honorable leaders we once produced—
Men and women who did what was right,
Regardless of personal consequences;
Whether it was in their best interests or not.
We have elected a spineless man—
An empty suit who refers to himself as “Eye Candy.”
He has appointed regulators who look good but are not—
Czars with impressive resumes but who lack character—
Men and women who speak mellifluously of noble things,
While camouflaging their self-serving intentions
With layer upon layer of deception,
Tickling the ears of the ignorant and uninformed,
Which most of us have become.
As modern day Sophists, these unelected miscreants
Regulate our lives, mandating wrong while calling it right,
As they repudiate what is honorable repeatedly,
Castigating it contemptuously as being politically incorrect.
Willfully and consistently they mislead us,
While scoundrels benefit from their duplicity.
Licking their lips greedily, these malefactors reap
Ill-gotten gains at the expense of our great nation,
Increasing our debt as another piece
Of our cherished heritage is destroyed by their mischief.
Lord, spare us from the calamity that is upon us.
If we bow our knee and humble ourselves before you,
Will You restore us to what we once were?
If You do, others will see that
You still have a purpose for us—for the
Land of the free and the home of the brave.
My daily prayer is for common sense to settle into the hearts and minds of our elected officials….Obama first…
Thanks for your common sense posts !
Jo Watts
Powerful words Jack and from you’re heart and touched mine as well I only wish I could write 1/4 of the way you do. I get my point across but as you can tell i’m not a journalist like you. On this last note, I was touched by an Angel as I read this post or blog.
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