I haven't written many poems in my life, but here is one from my heart. I penned the following words today just before getting caught in a major rain down-pour. I grasped the poem firm in the palm of my hand to keep it from getting wet, while the rest of my body was drenched. After about 10-minutes the storm cloud passed by and the sun returned. I love being in the rain. Anyway, I thought and penned the following words concerning war...
E'er more of America's sons are sent to foreign soil
to lay down their precious lives for corporate oil.
Whereas America's sovereignty succumbs to its open border,
American troops perish for the New World Order.Money for this, money for that,
never a dry well it seems,
at the expense of American citizens who've lost their dreams.Come one, come all, see the big show tonight;
while Americans live in fright;
Not of foreign enemies so big and bad,
but of our government so corrupt and sad.We hear “get the terrorists, get them as fast as you can,”
while indefinite detention of U.S. citizens is their plan;
And if from this nightmare we one day awake,
'twill be to the reality that all was at stake.~by David John Stewart (January 6, 2012)
Arlington National Cemetery
