Saturday, November 26, 2016

Free to Choose

There was a time - eons ago - when
Choices were much simpler.
A left, a right,
A yes or no,
On or off, up or down,
A smile, a frown, a blank response,
A pill to ease a restless night.
We were young with foolish hearts,
No thought of how the world ensues.
Little to win,
          Less to lose,
But we were free,
          Free to choose.
Now the weight of worlds roll by and
Here stand I dazed and confused.
The when and what,
The where and why,
My whole life passing in review.
But duty calls and I must go.
No petty purpose can excuse.
I will fight and
I will serve
So others may be free to choose.
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Sunday, November 20, 2016

Visions of Liberty

Dare I wake tempestuous dreams of
Stormy skies and trembling walls to
Stumble through the midnight mire,
The wanton waste named Yesterday.
Who can chase this clamoring cacophony of
Warning bells?
Who will quell this quivering, this shivering
Of servitude?
Once, in youth, a vision stirred
Beneath the willows sheltering arms
Where every heart is filled with hope,
A prophesy of pristine realms.
But fate is cruel and Caesar’s rule
Requires a tribute to be paid,
Hard decisions to be made before
The ogre overwhelms.
The muddled masses must arise
In fervor and intensity
To keep the dream, the quest alive.
The vision of sweet liberty.

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