The Red, White, and Blue

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The Red, White, and Blue

*

Slow down, slow down,

You’re moving too fast.

You’ll pass out, Man!

Your face is beet-red!

Your shirt, dripping sweat.

You’ve done all you can.

*

One block to go…

I can make, I know.

Don’t slow me down.

The folks need to know,

About the Iowa sham,

Iowa ‘Caucus’, by damn.

*

So, what’s in the box?

Why such a rush?

They’ve waited all night,

And, another day.

Why so urgent,

Mighty Mite?

*

The box carries evidence

That the new voting system,

From a well-known source,

Is Bogus and fraud,

Developed from bigotry,

Hatred and bedlam sought.

*

So, why is it you, Sam,

Delivering this sad news?

Will you not be vilified?

Mocked by the Press?

Why must it be you, Sam?

To convey this partisan-mess?

*

Why should it not be me?

A patriot, loyal and true,

I will strive forever to

Give what is mine to give

To this great Republic I

Love: the red, white, and blue.

*

Let it then be recorded here

Along Constitution Avenue

Where the record will be

‘Most  glorified by your haste,

 Sam, a  man motivated by love

Of country and his Faith’.

*

No glory need be given any man

Acting with the love and pride

of his Country, his deed only

To right the ‘Ship of State’

And its fundamental belief

That all people are created equal.

*

BR Chitwood – Feb. 4,2020

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Author: Website: http://brchitwood.com - B R Chitwood - My Mission: Writing to Discover Me

I'm a young man in an old man's body, trying to catch up to myself, trying to find pieces of me I left back in a disconnected youth and the early years of manhood. I'm a stereotype of many in my generation who can play the 'blame game', yell 'foul', and 'let's start over'. But, we are what we are, the sum of all the scary kid-emotions we experienced, the gin mills and piano bars that became our sandboxes of pleasure - lotus eaters of the best (or, worst) kind, the love affairs that did not quite settle us down, the sad poetry and songs written in bars and motels along the way... A Dreamer! A Wanderlust! The world needs such fools as we to write our books, our poetry, our songs, to offset the madness that plagues the soul. I've written fourteen books, over three hundred blog posts, in search of those pieces left somewhere in many parts of the globe. You can preview my books on the next page. There's even a Blog page...all my posts are not showing on this recently created blog page, but, if you want to read more, go to my official blog site and check out the archives: http://www.thefinalcurtain1 Writing for me is therapy for the soul. Website: https://billyraychitwood.com

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