Somewhere to keep the words that refuse to stay in my head
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Will we see fire
Death and pain
Fall from the fingertips
Of the insane
Will we get tweets
Of our own destruction
From a man whose mind
Is on permanent malfunction
If you’re searching for truth
You’d better not ask
The man hiding behind
His bright orange mask
What we do this day
Can never be undone
The ropes we let bind us
Can never be unstrung
And yet we will still
Praise his name
Don’t worry about it
There’s always someone else to blame
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Your orange man tweets and the world shudders. A topical post indeed jerry.
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Scary times for sure Roland.
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Excellent. Thanks, Jerry. And all this coming with no acknowledgement that today is the day we bombed Nagasaki and Sunday the anniversary of the Hiroshima bomb. All this so two adolescent men can play “Mine’s bigger than yours.” As I live on the Pacific coast in the midst of four military bases, the home of the Trident submarine fleet armed with nuclear warheads- I especially don’t don’t appreciate this deadly game.
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I am not sure that the orange man understands that this is not a reality show on television. There will be no second takes in life.
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You really hit the nail on the head here. Great poem. Loved it. 🙂
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Thanks, I appreciate hearing from you.
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That about sums it up. 😐
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Thanks for reading. Scary times indeed.
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So pathetic and sad these crazy, CRAZY crazies 😦
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Agreed. Thanks for stopping by.
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Were the man behind the orange mask to read this post, no doubt he’d call it “fake news.” I wonder how long it will be in this country, unless or until things change, before bloggers/truth-tellers like us will be considered enemies of the state.
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Were probably on some watch list now. He is just waiting for his “WALL” to be built then turn his attention to us. My problem is that the majority of people I know still believe that I am the liar. It is a truly sad and frightening time.
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It’s hard for me these days to engage in a conversation with anyone who supports or excuses Trump.
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Just makes you want to shake them and scream, “Wake up dumb ass.”
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Indeed.
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So true, Jerry!
And it is all so shocking and sad. 😦
(((HUGS)))
Carolyn
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Now, the Orang man says his statement was not tough enough. Such a spoiled brat. I just want to take him over my knee and spank him, then make him go sit in the corner for 3 years.
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I wish a spanking and The Time Out Corner would change him. Sadly, it won’t. 😦
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So true.
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