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College playoffs

2011-12-05T07:15:00.000-08:00

1. LSU vs. Nevada at South Carolina

2. Alabama vs. Arkansas State at Wisconsin

3. Oklahoma State vs. Northern Illinois at Virgnia Tech

4. Stanford vs. Southern Mississippi at Baylor

5. Oregon vs. West Virginia at Michigan

6. Arkansas vs. Houston at Oklahoma

7. Boise State vs. TCU at Clemson

8. Kansas State vs. Michigan State at Georgia

2011-09-23T08:53:00.000-07:00

The Army of the South came North with pride

Success had given confidence to end

The War with one final battle to win

The army had experienced success

In the prior

Sane Exam

2011-08-30T10:29:00.000-07:00

It appears SANE Exams were given to the alleged underage victims of Warren Jeffs. Given the allegations that were being made at the time, it made sense for the exams to be done. and yet the results of those exams have disappeared. The results were not presented at the custody hearing for Merrianne Jessop or at the trial of Warren Jeffs. The implications are obvious. The tests failed to prove that Merrianne had been abused.
Emailed Texas CPS. Inquired about SANE exam. Reply said records were confidemtial. They quoted the exact spot in their legal code. Only problem with this is the state of Texas often doesnt obey its own laws. That same code requires the state to establish that the call reporting abuse is not a hoax. They then have 24 hours to respond. They did not check the call and they took 5 days to invade the ranch with a small army.

1. Merrianne Jessop 2. Teresa Jeffs 2. SANE exam 3. Angie Voss 4. Ruby Gutierez 5. Texas CPS
6. nwredaction@dfps.state.Texas.us. 7. 261.201(b) of the Texas Family Code

Warren Jeffs

2011-08-20T18:12:00.000-07:00

The evil one is sent to depths of hell,
The good ones know that he deserved his fate,
He earned his sentence is not tough to sell,
Near everyone arose to take that bait.
We know that Jeffs allows little dissent,
But we have learned not to follow the crowd.
The Good Willie was ordered to repent,
Jeffs was prophet and thinking not allowed.
The captives were driven to Baptist church
The tests were done to satisfy Ruby,
Results surprised, thus leaving case in lurch,
Merrianne was pure as Virgin Mary.
Those who persuade themselves they follow good,
Should know the evil if only they would.

1. FLDS hate crowd 2. Warren Jeffs 3. Willie Jessop 4. 2008 El Dorado Raid 5. FLDS children and Mothers 6. El Dorado Baptist Church, El Dorado, Texas, USA 7. Ruby Gutierez 8. Merrianne Jessop 9. Virgin Mary

A Poem for Sandra Taylor

2011-07-30T14:04:00.000-07:00

You came into my life and changed it all,
We are attached as one in universe.
I can no longer be insular wall,
I can recite to you chapter and verse.
My love has seen deep into your good heart,
I see what I have always believed to be ?
The center of a longlasting love mart.
I have what I have always longed to see.
We are alone in this cold-hearted life,
Until we come together as just one.
The stage has perils of which it's shows are rife,
The race we join has shown it can be won.
We join together in long lasting love,
It can all fit as neatly as a glove.

Work in Progress

2011-07-05T10:34:00.000-07:00

The mighty Boehner stood his holy ground,
By manly tears the means to wealth he found.
He meant to aid the holders of that mint,
Which was the reason he to the house went.
Eric Cantor joined the quest for billionairers,
The rabble love themselves and put on aires.
The Koch brothers led the march for wealth,
On to glory they led by means of stealth.
They made certain the deserving kept their loot,
For those who yearned they saw no way to root.
They claimed that super rich are job savers,
Therefore on taxes they must have wavers.
Ideology speaks on these heated terms,
No jobs have been created by our firms.
Jobs are located in Chinese sweat shops,
Where suicide is common by poor sops.
The right-wing theory does not fit the facts,
What they believe is how they make their pacts.
CEOS make huge amounts of cash,
Boehner says that those challenge that are rash.
He offers no explanation for lack of jobs,
The faith in theory counts more than our sobs.
Grover Norquist wanted to kill the government,
To drown it in bathtub was his lament.
He captured any person of his sect,
No taxes was the means to gain respect.
The wealthy do perfectly well by themselves,
Norquist thinks we must help the rich ourselves.
Romney says businesses are people too,
They must have money for good things to do. ?

!. John Boehner, Speaker of the House, 2. Eric Cantor 3. Koch Brothers 4. Grover Norquist 5. Mitt Romney

The Other America

2011-02-28T05:48:00.000-08:00

When I was in my youth, a pack of lies
Replaced the myths that were the country's ties.
The country reached understanding on war,
That blazed between the states, to where we are.
We reached a shared understanding to grow
Together as the one nation we know.
The coming of struggle for civil rights,
Brought forth the hate from the historic fights.
South changed from honored and respected foes
To villian in the tale of country's woes.
No other group can be focus of hate,
The wrongs done to the South are gone of late.
The soldiers from the North pillaged and burned
To be certain that fear was lesson learned.
This has been lost from mind of winning side,
Since they see not our reason for divide.
The truth says wrong is wrong as it occures,
The cause of liberty is always hers.
The lady liberty holds torch aloft
Her force of nature will never be soft.
Lincoln said God is not on just one side,
Truth is soveriegn and never has it lied.
We are the same as all the rest of you,
Such common spirit is our basic glue.
We give respect for understanding the same,
We seek humanity in common name.

1. American Civil War 2. Civil Rights 3. General Sherman 4. Abraham Lincoln and 2nd Inaugraton speech.

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Guns and America

2011-01-28T11:27:00.000-08:00

In Arizona, the past is not yet past,
Its attitude is still with us at last.
The certitude is here that all is well,
With a gun loving cult is easy to tell.
A shooting in Arizona took place,
Six fell down dead in unheroic race.
Strong voices have announced themselves in rage,
To say how their viewpoints could prove a sage.
The NRA said tragedy proves view,
That all good ones should arm as thing to do.
Those who love sense do not have need to prove,
A fetish for all things with a cruel groove.
Some people think that they can regulate
Away the woe that came on awesome date.
The zealous ones believe all they who slow,
What they believe to be a right is foe.
They noticed not that none replied with gun,
They claim a right to do what was not done.
The weapon of the mad man flew off shelves,
So people could do self-defense themselves.
The public rarely has a threat to face,
They site the possible to build their case.
The fervant seek the unrestricted right,
To own all manner of guns for a fight.
No matter the damage that they may do
The Mexican gunmen love their rights too.
Our guns fuel bloody fight for narco trade
To supply this warfare buyers are paid.
From Arizona, the guns cross in flood,
The fervent believes restrictions a dud.
They present no answer to the gore's flow,
The fervent do not care where the guns go.
They are so insistent on claiming right,
The guns don't have the big picture in sight.
They have no knowledge of our history,
They think Davey Crockett is real story.
Myth creates more belief than any truth,
Egos have certian needs they seek to sooth.
Our myths see every man as Daniel Boone,
Belief in past regards a gun as boon.
Boone and Ethan Allen were special men
Other men were great hunters now and then.
The pioneers ate their domestic stock,
Small game was food as steady as a rock.
The Civil War was great and awful thing,
The gun emerged as a terrible king.
The myth says West was settled man on man,
In the epic gunfights, from which few ran.
Prohibition came on with violence,
Guns existed to bring an end to sense.
Oswald purchased a rifle through the mail,
Guns were angered through efforts to curtail.
The ultra-right controlled the highest Court,
For violence, they made the second a fort.
Ms. Angle said apply the remedy,
Second in the consitution's lit'ny.
Jared Loughner applied the solution,
That they said was the way to stop destruction.

The Brief Hour of Youth-Intellectual

2010-12-29T08:14:00.000-08:00

Those were days of majic,
When all the world was young.
I could debate with ease,
Convinced that I was right.

Those were days of vigor,
All the world was at loss.
I had all the wisdom,
Or so I once thought.

Youth grows old and palsied,
Youth's brightness turns to dust.
It ceases to be bold,
It ceases to be carefree.

Once I feared my old age,
My loss of timeless youth,
But I had my hour,
I loved it for what it was.

All that is good in man
Will come to its own end.
It loses its time and place
And makes way for the new.

The Brief Hour of Youth-Athletic

2010-12-29T08:03:00.000-08:00

Those were days of majic,
When all the world was young.
I could run with the wind,
With not a breathless step.

Those were days of delight,
I had not lost my youth.
All my vigor was mine,
I had not slowed my step.

Youth grows old and palsied,
Youth's brightness turns to dust.
It ceases to be bold,
It stops being carefree.

Once I feared my old age,
My slowing endurance,
But I had my hour,
I loved it for its sake.

All that is good in man
Will come to its own end.
It loses its time and place
And makes way for the new.

Carlotta

2010-12-25T07:32:00.000-08:00

How can you hold the dream from her eyes,
Once she has felt the feel of power?
She was snatched by the searing flame at sunrise
From the fabulous forms of pharohs.

Never tell of the nothingness
Of her long search for a vacant throne.
She must never know she is sanity
In a mad, Malivachian world.

She sits in still, sad madness
In her long, flowing royal robes,
Commanding armies that will never march,
Commanding audiences with servants of state.

She stood sadly in her tears,
As they led Maximillian to the wall
To a reality she would never know,
The empress has stayed forever in the past.

The Young Soldier

2010-11-29T11:47:00.000-08:00

Off to the war went the soldier,
Off with banners flying,
Off with bands playing,
Off to fight for justice,
Off to see what it meant.

There was much that was valiant,
There was much that was cruel,
There were those who killed for no reason,
There were those who died unknown,
There were who died for nothing.

He was brave, young and naive,
He was diillusioned, inspired and reshaped,
He slept in the mud and the driving rain,
He was invincible
Until the day he died.

Home they brought the soldier,
Home to the speeches,
Home to the textbooks,
Home to the country churchyard
Covered with weeds.

9/11

2010-09-12T16:49:00.000-07:00

He stopped in the small store where he did shop.
He heard what he was slow to comprehend.
She said it was a crime we could not stop,
The jet aircraft damage we could not mend.
She said everything in sight was destroyed,
His mind did not absorbe the news right then,
He knew the future was becoming void,
Shock filled his psyche at evil of such men,
Who terrorized us so mad ideas could win.

He watched with concern on closest tv,
He slowly understood what had occured.
Flames leaped out of the towers in city,
Which the world in trade had in time deffered.
No one who was near him had much to say,
The sight of horror was enough to quell
All useless words, it was a tragic day.
It was not only the towers that fell,
As security fled down the deep darkest well.

Little big man hid out in a bunker,
While boogey man defended the country.
All airliners were moved out of danger.
The boogey man would act without pity,
That scarred his soul and left him without one,
He was to be the voice that was insane.
While the wise ones decided it was done,
Little big man could no longer be wain,
He was supposed to lead a land in psychic pain.

Little Big Man talked to stricken country,
With no inspiration or conviction.
He could not feel our common empathy,
Yet he was a decider for nation.
He could have led nations in a just war,
At start, he went alone without the aid
Of all other nations, just he would roar,
He would allow aid from the world to fade.
He would offend Muslems by launching a crusade.

Little Big Man journeyed to holy ground,
He grabbed bull horn from a heroic man,
Get him dead or alive, the chief was bound
To policy from which he should have ran.
Of course, Little Big Man would later state,
The bad man is either dead or alive.
Little Big Man we will show we can hate
At this, we are better than any hive,
We do not marry law as careful as we wive.

We invaded the stan from which it came,
Victory came too fast for white house warlords
They knew that terror was always the same
This gave a reason to conquer new worlds
Little Big Man had chance to be new man
They settled on the land of rivers two,
Little Big man was persuaded we can
Do anything, nothing we cannot do,
Little Big Man would be so cocky with his crew.

The boogey man had his soul scorched by day
Of destiny, he could not find his soul
The boogey man could only find the way
Of Bin Laden and imitate his goal.
The boogey man took the Little Big Man
Out on the warlike path where he was tossed
Little big man went forward so he can
Do what his daddy failed to do, he bossed
Himself and some others, only the truth he glossed.

They fitted the intelligance to plan,
Selected the facts to the truth they told
Those who loved peace found they could not ban
The rush to war by those who were too bold
Led us to a quagmire without a peace
They rushed in where good angels fear to tread
Because they loved faith, not allowing piece
Of actual facts to pierce an actual head,
From their lies would come thousands who are actual dead.

The man said shit happens, we know it did,
They rushed in where the thoughtful fear to tread,
They did Iraq over so they could rid
Of the reality that only they had said
IEDS were in store for our soldier boys
Thousands of dead was the Iraqi fate
Bush played commander-in chief with fierce toys
Our exit would be an elusive date,
On other fields, our small presence would just annoy.

The man who time has come stepped up to test
The policy of change for times of fear.
The man whose time has come to be the best
Moves to pick up the mantle that lies near.
Discordant voices tears apart the air,
Not making easy his difficult task,
What is worthwhile is always very rare.
He hides true feelings with a public mask,
Public obligations is tough for all to wear.

!. Thomas Forguson @. 2. Gene Autry, Oklahoma, USA 3. Ardmore higher Education Center, Oklahoma USA 4. George W. Bush 5. Dick Chaney 6. Osama Bin Laden 7. Afghanistan 8. Iraq 9. Donald Rumsfield 10. Barrack Obama

The Abyss

2010-09-06T13:31:00.000-07:00

We stared too long into that black abyss,
We lost our souls in the cold land of fear.
The worst of foes we were able to miss,
Since we tortured those who were only near.
Once we portrayed ourselves as the good guys,
Now, we wallow only in the pig's sty.
In the good war, we witnessed victim's cries,
In our time, we went to war with Bush's lie.
We have lost our way giving hate for hate.
We gave up better natures too easy,
Taking the easy route to test our fate,
We were too angry to take time to see.
Fear soaks through our clothes to unfeeling skin,
We do not have the means to feel our sin.

To My Sister on Her Birthday

2010-01-02T09:38:00.000-08:00

Whan all the world is lost in daily life,
We are the ones who can hold on to good.
Through all the troubles of the world of strife,
We rest our love on claims of common blood.
We learn to love when we are most in need,
When we are gay we have no need of love.
It is in times of woe brought on by greed
For baser things of life, which none above
Have any affection for, why should we
Let our lives be despoiled by serving lies.
The deeper values, these we use to see
The way to life, The lack of vision dies.
Thus we have need of loves that we may live,
A life of love to which we only give.

Trubute to Willie

2009-12-31T12:22:00.000-08:00

She was my buddy, always by my side,
A scruffy little dog with heart of gold.
She was a friend to whom love was applied,
With all the fervor that I long to hold.
A true friend who made no love 's exception,
She loved all people with love's true intent
With her wag, there was no one she would shun
Her lovely soul was to everyone sent.
All good things, especially dogs can't last,
She fed too much on ev'ry bite I gave,
The sick I gave her sent her to my past,
It was a good dog that I could not save.
I gave love freely to a mongrel pet
She returned my love freely when we met.

Hussein the Martyr

2009-12-29T14:45:00.000-08:00

Some think it insane
To blame martyr Hussein,
What will, what may become.
I think it plain,
That if martyr Hussein
Should prove to be insane,
The rights of all will wane,
What may, what does become.
The law of the insane
Could be our last and only bane,
What has, what has become.

Poem was written during the nIneties when Clinton and not Bush contemplated an invasion of Iraq. pre- 9/11

The Wisdom of Betty and Chemist

2009-12-27T10:19:00.000-08:00

Betty says girls of the FLDS,
Without a public showing, they must be
Confused idiots trained to be robots,
Without one, she knows what facts we should see.
Betty is confused, actions speak louder
Than words, girls went to stay with state two moons,
The efforts to force made Betty prouder,
The failure to brainwash surprised the goons.
These proud women of the FlDS
Did not surrender their faith to self-help.
Their actions of love leaves nothing to guess.
They do not use enemy's guile to help.
Chemist knows all about the rule of law,
But rules without justice has fatal flaw.

Hilderbran Gloats

2009-12-26T07:09:00.000-08:00

Hilderbran gloats over his cruel misdeeds,
He claims he protects those poor girls he hates,
He loves hate mail from hate that his bile seeds
Good seeks the forgiveness that love creates.
Hilderbran loves harm he's done to Mormons.
Children without Fathers, this is his crime,
Texas has more teenage Mothers, no less,
And yet his hate of good takes up his time.
Hilderbran saw a strong need to create,
Young Fernanda was the first mother proud,
The state knew she was certainly not late,
YFZ did not make Texas a crowd.
Hilderbran what did you do to create?
Truth is on time and can never be late.

The Fall of a Would-Be Lover

2009-12-25T16:23:00.000-08:00

I met a Goddess, five-foot-three brunette,
At the local bookstore where she did work.
She had a pretty face, a lovely smile
And was almost as smart as I myself
Where I would shop to see what new treasures
They had put on the shelf to tempt to spend
More than my meager wallet could sustain
I saw her lookimg my way with a smile,
That was seductive or so I assumed.
In a short while, I came up with the nerve
To say hello, she said to me "hello",
That was the start of a nice dialogue.
She was not easy to impress with smarts.
She knew almost as much as I about
All those great minds and writers of great books
I thought she liked me by the smiles received
By me when I met her at the bookstore.
I nervously contemplated the quest
Of a night out with the brunette Goddess.
As she did the shelves of books with no
Idea of intent regarding her.
I sought the nerve to ask my angel out
I sought to be privlidged ro spend time
In company with her out on the town.
I asked if I could have a date with her,
I was then crushed by her firm refusal.

I do not have dates with customers,,
I do not mix business with my own time,
Where i have quests I have to resolve.
I have to mediate with my own God
And not the God of orginized churches.
I stay out at my house in the dark woods,
Where I can contemplatethe world as it
Goes by the road I travel to my house.
Each day at work you light the day for me
Amid the clutter of turmoil and books,
But this is not enough for me to yield.
You have no knowledge as I really am
You paint too good a picture of my charms,
You are in love with your angel, not me,
I am a fuddy-dud not an angel
Or anything beyond plain and common.

I drove away that day to take my pain
Away and leave my disappointment to
My fate which is to know how I can learn
To come back at life when it fails
To satisfy all my basic desires.
Though I am in the midst of a foul mood,
I know i canot match by any means,
With God or mediate with his insights.

We Three Kings of Injustice

2009-12-23T20:46:00.000-08:00

We three Kings of injustice are
Bearing hate, our pursuit mar
Good and decent, love, pure at heart,
Following broadcast war.

Chorus:

O Star of justice, Star we hate,
Star with justice richly great,
Justice leading, just deserving,
This is the star we always hate.

Came Jagels on Bakerfield's plain
Hate I bring to jail them again
Hate forever, ceasing never
Sending them all to pain.

Repeat Chorus:

Bigoting to offer have I,

Abbot i make policy bad

Hate and hating, i have to lie
Handcuff them, they must sigh.

Repeat Chorus:

Hate is thine, it's bitter perfume
Breathes on life of hater's gloom
hating, snarling, spewing, sealing
Bigot Matt Smith in doom.

Repeat chorus

FLDS will now arise

Christ and God and sacrifice

Alleujah! Alleujah!

The Saints have now their replies.

Repeat Chorus:

MOTHER EARTH

2009-12-23T15:07:00.000-08:00

The Earth is an old master of our fate,
Which will return our souls to the fine dust.
The Earth is an old guardian that must
Retain its majic hold o'er small and great.

We are the creatures of an early time,
Whose minds are filled with glimpses of Byblos.
Once more we are destroyed by the same foes,
Who mixed Ebla with the eternal grime.

Troy was to live again through Schli'mann's dream
Of finding where the fabled city lay.
The sceptics had lost forever the day,
They won no more of truth than a pale gleam.

Our souls were molded by the Hebrew dust,
To give the people of the world a faith.
The faith of the ages became a wraith,
Which turned the iron morale of faith to rust.

To dust our bodies will go when we die,
To eternal old ruins we search for truth,
When our eternal psyches need life to soothe
Our souls when in the ancient dust we lie.

No sacred promise can leave our souls bound,
No final answer can make destiny
Adhere to rigid laws that cannot be
Examined by a sense of what is sound.

The truth is where the mind will learn to search
For answers to the stormy trail of life.
The ancient ruins of Mother Earth are rife,
With the ideals of life on which to perch.

Christmas Time

2009-12-23T09:21:00.000-08:00

This is the time of year to feel the pulse
Of all mankind run through the frosty air.
This is the spirit that lets us repulse
The selfish craving that has place a glare
Over the basic values we hold dear.
This is the spirit of good will and peace
Possessed by those rare souls who can not fear
To give their all to life to gain a lease
Of life to love. We cannot swallow ill
And hope to have a vital goal to push
Our timid souls to greater feats of will,
Tlie will to overcome the lies that crush.
This is the time of man to feel the good,
That we would realize if we only would.

Mythology

2009-12-22T08:35:00.000-08:00

Day breaks slowly on the slow rising land,
The day is slow to start anew.
I sadly hear the sharp calls from a band ,
Of crows, who are not my desire.
I wish to see, instead of this new Sun.
A terrible Sun God arise,
Apollo must begin his daily run.

Once God could stare at us through a glass pane,
Now we see only clear blue skies.
God in the first hour creates us in vain,
Now that we know how life began.
We should desire to start a fresh new faith
To sooth the troubled souls of men,
In which our yearning souls can come to bathe.

Once primal terror stalked the souls of men,
Who fled with the approach of storms.
Who thought the Gods who made the storms had been
Made angry by poor sacred gifts.
Emerging man appeased the idols born
Of his desire to know his soul,
Men trembled when they heard old Trition's horn.

Let not despire be our one holy shrine,
We must begin to study life.
We must not follow the sad modern line
Of those who ended their sad lives.
Do they have only tragedy to give?
They have taught us what it is to die,
Where is the poet beginning to live?

My eyes have seen Apollo's light appear
Over the rim of the wide world.
My mind begins to realize that the fear,
That preyed upon the beaten minds,
Shall not possess a lasting hold on man,
We shall not be afraid of doom,
If on our horizons of faith we scan.

Earth Changes IV

2009-12-21T15:18:00.000-08:00

Sunshine in spirit sends us soaring up,
Above the clouds to stars, where our minds see.
Realize the delierious daydreams, we sup.
We teach our souls to learn to simply be.
These are the times we seek in later life,
Not fully realizing what we have found.
The aliens have come to end our strife,
Undoing wraith to which our minds are bound.
To live in peace, where we and alien
Life forms have joined endless universal
Desire to have the highest joy, our den
Of sins which we regret, its toll is full.
We are to join the universe, when we
Learn to become the best we are to be.

Earth Changes III

2009-12-20T18:24:00.000-08:00

This era will end all our yesterdays,
And send our tired old concepts back to the
Trash heap from whence they came, the same old haze
That clouded our perceptions, changed are we?
The era that gives us a brand new life,
On planet where our speices grew too fast.
We have the oppurtunity to end strife,
Time has become all new to us at last.
Time will be the all to the human race,
That it has been for all humanity.
The beings from a-far have set a pace,
That gives us no good sense of unity.
We blindly find the path of true knowledge,
This leads our spirits out of sad bondage.

They Love the Victims of the FLDS

2009-12-20T11:11:00.000-08:00

Rebeckah, Watching and bigoted rest,
They say they love the victims they know not
To whom they have not spoken they know best
They think they know what is terrible blot.
Wrong has been done because they dont know it
When it occures, they spew forth foolish hate.
Only when spark of love of man is lit.
Will they learn their ignorance is not late.
Oppression takes the place of love, because
It 'rives under darkness and not the light.
They cannot see enough to make them pause,
And see forgiveness that makes their souls bright.
Rebeckah, Watching and bigoted rest
I pray I have put your love to the test.

Earth Changes I

2009-12-20T06:51:00.000-08:00

The world is turning over on its on,
Taking away the old we have always
Known as the truth. The old ways set the tone
For our beliefs, we thought would last our days.
The Earth changes into a hard new home,
That takes us down the path to hard new night.
The tarnish on our souls cleans the old chrome
Into the images of souls of light.
The aliens came to our sleepy season,
The answer we know not, We seek a goal,
For an answer to the my'stry reason,
That they abduct, it takes a heavy toll.
Now at the very last, it is our time,
Turning over the world, It seems a crime.

Vision

2009-12-19T10:46:00.000-08:00

I see the trees, the grass, the sea, the sky,
I grasp no meaning from the glimpse of life,
Where the birds sing in vain because the eye
For this brief scene is filled to grief with strife.
I yearn to know the trees, the birds, the sky,
Above all sacred knowledge of the day.
I must no longer be required to lie,
In order to say that I know the way.
The trees stand out against the pale blue sky,
The soil recognizes the message it sends,
With peace on Earth and Heaven, we comply,
With soft command to live the life that mends.
The love of nature sends us through the door,
Of a good life where I can learn to soar.

Home

2009-12-18T12:01:00.000-08:00

This is the place where we belong. No way
Can we be turned away, no matter what
We have become, no one can ever say,
That we cannot remember what we got.
Wherever in the whole world wide we roam,
We may always return to this kind place,
Where we are gaurunteed this place called home,
We are always able to show our face.
When we are sick and tired we will go there,
Where we are loved no matter what we've done.
This is the only place to need us, where
We are at ease despite things left undone.
This is not printed in a peerless tome,
It is the love we lovingly call home.

The Persecuting of Allen Keate of the FLDS

2009-12-18T04:21:00.000-08:00

The jury saw evil in a good man,
Ignored alleged victim who was not there.
These are good people that you seek to ban,
Your hate has so obviously been laid bare.
They did not care what their victim might think
They lead the nation in teenage childbirth.
Good Mother Fernanda could never sink
Any further, at fifteen she proved her worth
Against the CPS, she has now won,
CPS took no action against young
Mother, Abbot arrested not a one.
The story of the good Dad has been sung.
The story of evil has swept through West,
Abbot prosecutes good and sweeps out best.

The Joy of Feminine Beauty

2009-12-16T13:27:00.000-08:00

The joy of beauty is innate to us,
Since we attend the march of woeful life
We need the balance of fine things to mend
The imbalance of life we know too well.
The grimness of our age will get us down,
Because we have no way to mend our souls.
We came through life by cultivating love
Of beauty manifest throughout our brief lives.
This is our joy in the illusive sight
Of Beauty, giving our eyes sight on God.

The beauty of all those female bodies

Attach the souls of men to the female

Need for security and lasting love.

We were meant to live together as two,

A woman's beauty and grace lures the man

To wanting and his learning to need her.

The woman's beauty surpasses all things,

In the brief time of our too lonely lives.

I have my own memories of these sights

Of lovely woman's body made for love.

I fondly enjoy the numerous times,

I have enjoyed the feminine figure.

I remember the Playboy centerfold,

I remember the girls in bikinis.

I went to the Valley of Dolls upstate,

There were nude girls dancing all 'bout that place,

I thought I died and had gone to heaven.

I had to leave because I spent my cash.

This is one of very few places that

I was ever driven to drink a beer.

There was a spot on way to Ranger games.

It was a special place called Baby Dolls,

It was filled to the brim with pretty girls,

Who danced beautifully with not much clothes

On their beautifull bodies, delighted

I was with the beauty of feminine form.

Evil in Texas

2009-12-14T20:13:00.000-08:00

I see the evil in banal county
Of Schleiter, law misused for wrongful need
To bring a good people to harm, So we
Cannot know that it is hate brought to seed.
I see the hate disguised as the good law
Of benefical norms we love to adore,
My love of fairness they have worn so raw
By injustice that West Texas has wore.
From dark soul, Becky spues her vile abuse,
Attacking those who are better than she.
The FLDS belief is no foul ruse
The FLDS care for more than me.
The evil in West Texas continues
Onward without halt into feeling blues.

1. Schlieter County, Texas 2. Eebecca Musser older sister to Elissa Wall

Come Away

2009-12-12T18:47:00.000-08:00

Come to the sea-shore,
Come to the spray and foam,
Come to where the mind is home,
Where the soul is free,
Come to life that we adore.

Here is life of joy,
Here is joy of peace,
Here we have a piece
Of the life we fail,
Here life needs no serving ploy.

Home we go today,
Home we go to doubt,
Home we leave without
The Sun and the sea-shore,
Home is where the coin has sway.

On Reading Thomas Costain

2009-12-12T16:08:00.000-08:00

Have mercy, Sirs, have mercy,
Have mercy on this fool,
I am no evil man,
I will do you no harm.

I was of good intent,
I was a loyal man.
Have mercy! Have mercy!
I can be loyal still.

Where is the noble prince?
He must have mercy
On this foolish soul.
Where is he now?

I am no match
For crafty Mortimer.
I am the perfect fool,
Is that a crime?

Part Two

Lay down your head,
My sweet Lord Kent.
Lay down your Kent,
It's time to rest.

It's not for evil crimes,
You die today.
You dont deserve
To die this way.

This Edward mourned by none
Has gone away.
You tossed your life away,
You fat old fool!

You stupid man,
Lay down your head!
We needed not much bait
To catch a fool.

Part Three

Have mercy, sirs,
On this goodly knight.
He was the best to me,
The King was good to die.

Have mercy on this man,
The King was just a fool.
The King was not the man
That Mortimer has been.

Should love be hid?
Should we have left the King
On his unstable throne?
Where is justice?

I have lost all,
I have lost Mortimer.
Fate was not kind
To me and Mortimer.

Part Four

Have mercy, sirs, have mercy
On this foolish pride.
I lived to rule a realm,
Is pride a crime?

I was of noble birth,
I am a King at heart.
Have mercy on my soul!
I must be royal still.

Have mercy on my soul!
This is no fitting end
For England's best.
Have mercy on my soul!

Great schemes have come
To bitter conclusion.
What is ambition's worth?
Now there is only death.

Come Spring

2009-12-10T18:29:00.000-08:00

Come spring, do not be slow,
Come weather send us spring,
Come soft zephyr, now bring
To us the sun of our younger days,
Which warmed our hearts so long ago.

Blow wind, blow cold away,
Blow spring to warm the air,
Blow wind that we may dare
To make a happy world,
Blow wind to clear the better way.

Here comes the day at last,
Here comes the spring sunshine,
Here the rewards are thine,
To savor when it is time
To know the sweep of life is vast.

Why We Need Love

2009-12-10T11:37:00.000-08:00

Through all the years of man,
Through all the pain of life,
A strong desire to ban
The ever present sting of life
Runs through our souls like a cold knife.

We sing our songs of joy,
We sing our songs of woe,
This is our fav'rite ploy
To drive away the painful foe
That has too often brought us low.

We take the time to care,
We learn to care so that
Our trembling souls may dare
To banish the consuming rat,
That gnawed at love while dumb we sat

Elegy for Barbara Jessop

2009-12-09T04:17:00.000-08:00

A good person has gone away from us,
Hounded by evil ones who love to hate.
Merrianne loved her Mother and she was
Removed by those poor souls who only hate.

Mean Carolyn incites her hurtful spite
Onto Barbara who won't return her bile.
Car'lyn moves in darkness without the light,
Barbara was without Carolyn's cruel guile.

The bigots of Texas hounded the good,
They were the CPS and Judge Walther.
They stole away her good children to bud
The persecution of her kin plus her.

You know her character from who loves her,
Not by the malignant spirit of hate.
She with her love was Car'lyn's opp'site burr,
For evil her spirit was a cruel bait.

The good we do will overcome the bad,
Barbara knew this to be a lasting fact.
Carolyn's spite leaves her so very sad,
With the forces of hate she made a pact.

So Many LIes

2009-11-25T21:06:00.000-08:00

That poor Elissa told so many lies,
She cannot keep track of what she has said.
She has so many things to consider,
The tangled web of deception has grown.

That Carolyn told many sorry lies,
Evolving over time into a book,
That many foolish readers thought was truth,
That polygamy had to be the wrong.

Poor Flora told lies to such foolish souls,
Who could not question what she had to say.
The reading public knew poligs were wrong,
So what they read could only be the truth.

The buses ran on such terrible lies,
Fam'lies were taken away from Fathers,
Mothers were ripped from love of their children,
Saint Carolyn could not be a liar.

1. Elissa Wall 2. Carolyn Jessop 3. Flora Jessop 4. 2008 El Dorado Raid

Conscientious

2009-11-24T18:21:00.000-08:00

We fleeced the Indian,
We lied, we failed to keep our word.
It was liquor and beads
For Earth, the heavens and the stars.

Now that we have our prize,
We can afford our sense of guilt.
We seized a continent
To make a home for liberty.

We need not guilty plead
To genocide to cleanse our souls.
The truth is what it is,
Not what we want it to be.

The Tudors charged Richard the third
With murder, not for nothing,
But to protect themselves from those,
Who might cover their costly throne.

The Indian must have his day.
We will not grant the right
To another to steal our land.
Justice is our refuge.

2009-08-19T10:03:00.000-07:00

Time marches onward to its end,
We have no chance to stop the wheel
We can neither deflect or bend
The arrow will deliver the seal.

Mickey Mantle

2009-08-15T08:41:00.000-07:00

He was the fair-haired child of destiny,
Expressing with his bat what we were not.
He was Apollo as humanity,
The image made us an adoring lot.
We viewed our hero through the haze of hype,
His struggles with life mattered not at all.
We looked past reality to love the life
As myth, We wanted heroes standing tall.
Time winds its way deflecting magic dreams,
Too late we sought the wisdom we can know
And wasted we our youth, we are mere gleams,
We felt the Sun's warmth, it's rays gave no glow.
We searched for heroes that we could admire,
As icons, never did they lite the fire.

Generation Gap

2009-08-13T19:20:00.000-07:00

We never dared to speak the love we shared,
We never thought about the angry heart.
What could we share if only we had dared
To love, a gift of love we could impart?
We saw so little on the stage of life,
That we together could agree was right.
We could only descend into that strife
Of sight of train which was oncoming light.
Dad went to Vietnam, I think it made
Him angry at someone, I was the one,
That anger he conceived, was onto laid,
I had no means to be the goodly son.
I, haunted in my dreams for special love
I could not have, could never learn to love.

Brooke Adams Takes a Stand

2009-08-09T17:28:00.000-07:00

Nobel Adams takes stand against libel,
She's right to say no cop made such a charge
Against wrong I cannot show any bull,
It's hard becuase the wrong has grown so large.
A lover named Lamont Barlow made love,
Made love to Elissa, they said she was
Just sixteen, and he was seven years above.
No wrong was ever charged by biased fuzz.
The logic of Adams says it's no rape,
No LE ever said it was a crime.
Justice must be acted to be on tape
It will be done to be broadcast in time.
The justice done to the FLDS
Will be repudi'ted in time, no less.

Tet Offensive-1968

2009-08-07T10:34:00.000-07:00

The TV images sent us a lie,
Which watched we with the horror of a shock,
The VC died in fact, TV we die,
Once McNamera said it was a lock.
Ol' Cronkite, mad by those official lies,
Went over there and created more lies,
We were bad guys, he said, No more he buys
Of right to goodly role, for truth who dies?
Truth is an orphan, much despised in fact.
Who sees humanity and villany
In all one word? We make no lasting pact,
Because we know not well enough to see.
All the pain we saw on flick'ring TV,
Could not provide the means to truely see.

Plundering the FLDS

2009-08-05T07:45:00.000-07:00

Bruce Wisan is a thief
Bruce Wisan is a thief,
Sells land he does not own
To pay the debt that came.

Bruce Wisan wages war,
Bruce Wisan wages war,
He Charges his victims,
They always pay the price.

The mighty judge presides,
The mighty judge presides,
The wrong she does is right,
She only follows law.

Lindberg knows the law,
Lindberg knows the law,
Law is a messy thing,
Fairness is not her aim.

I saw the buses run,
I saw the darknss fall,
I saw the wrong I should oppose,
That the liars had brought about.

Going to Vietnam

2009-08-03T21:50:00.000-07:00

To Vietnam we went, we could not loose,
To Nam we sallied forth to right that wrong,
We heard no heresy, we sang no blues,
We could not know what would become our song.
To Vietnam we went to sanctify
That lasting faith in noble destiny.
We did not think that goverment would lie,
We had not known that bitter litany.
It came to pass in Vietnam , clear faith
Would vanish in smoke of all those firefights,
In us, belief came to be a cruel wraith,
With which we could no longer see the lights.
The failure of nerve, such as we received
From pain of war. In faith we once believed.

The Wound of Time

2009-07-29T12:40:00.000-07:00

Just a little further on,
Just a little further on,
Just a little more to come,
More to see, more to know,
More for those in need.

Come to tend the soul,
Come to tend the soul,
Come to heal the wound,
Heal the wound of time,
Time I never was.

As we are in time,
As we are in time,
Time is what we know to be,
Time is then, time is now,\
Time is what the soul was not.

Now we come to rest,
Now we come to rest,
Rest of soul, rest of peace,
Peace of mind at last,
Peace of mind at last.

Triumph in the Snow

2009-07-03T12:31:00.000-07:00

Come gentile snow, come
Come back again,
Come here to coat the Earth
With your white sheet.

Here autumn lives,
Here autumn is
Fading away to death.
Thus autumn dies.

The Earth is marked.
The Earth dies soon,
As winter's reign begins
On Earth today

The Snow is falling,
The Snow is falling
On this fallen Earth.
Cold winter claims the corpse.

A bird survives the cold.
A bird survives
Despite the cold.
A bird is singing in the cold.

A Song for Rozita Swinton

2009-04-08T20:37:00.000-07:00

Im the Sheriff of Schleicher County,
Got that call from Colorado,
Rounded up all the bad guys
From the FLDS.

CHORUS;

No, We Cant find Rozita
No, We cant find Rozita
Where, Oh Where can she be?

We are the Texas Rangers,
Finding bad guys
Since the good ol' days
'Til We missed the gal from Colorado.

Repeat Chorus:

We are Hoover's G-Men
Found all the bad guys,
Like Dillinger and Baby-face Nelson
'Til We lost Rozita

Repeat Chorus.

The Wanderer

2009-03-08T16:28:00.000-07:00

Over the seas you have wandered,
Over the skies you have wandered,
Over the sky you flew in vain,
Over the sea you sailed in vain,
Wander no more you are home.

Among the stars you have wandered,
Along the void you have wandered,
Among the stars you searched for naught,
Along the void you sought for noth',
Wander no more you are home.

Over the sea you have wandered,
Among the stars you have wandered,
You sought here and everywhere,
You sought for lasting truth,
Wander no more you are home.

Over the seas through many storms,
You brought the search to end,
Over the skies through many clouds,
You did what you had need.
Wander no more you are home.

A Poem For Darlie Routier

2009-02-20T11:28:00.000-08:00

Written for s young Mother on Death Row in Texas. http://www.fordarlieroutier.org/

I know not how my sister meets her day,
The day without the touch of loving hands.
Belief can change what haunts the troubled clay,
Thus we aspire to see the peaceful lands.
I know not how my sister sees her day,
I cannot imagine what it is like
To have those days, I am without a way
To know her sad life or live out her fight,
I know not how my sister makes her day.
We keep the faith, We fight for what is right,
We know that truth is stronger than their nay,
The lies they say slows not the holy fight.
Truth triumphs over all those haunting lies,
We make the snoozing people hear her cries.

I am not related to the subject of this poem.

To Henry

2009-02-11T12:22:00.000-08:00

They have turned out the lights, Henry,
They have turned out the lights.
Life had the means to charm
Until we went on down
To Sarajevo.

We came in like mild sheep,
We came in like tame sheep.
We knew nothing of war,
We lost our innocence
And with it our clear faith.

We need not tears on end, Henry
We need not weap for us.
The world had need of faith,
And we had need of joy,
All we witnessed was a dirge.

We came out broke,
We came out busted.
Good times were once our own,
The sweetness would not end,
Then came the fatal crash.

We were riddled again, Henry,
We were blasted again.
It started with stukas
Versus horses and closed
With that dead mushroom cloud.

1. Assasination of Archduke Ferdnand and his wife 2. World War I 3. The Roaring twenties
4. The Depression 5. World War II.

A Poem For Merrianne Jessop

2009-01-31T12:59:00.000-08:00

CPS took children from their safe nest,
Terror entered young minds that lost a home,
Thus evil entered while peace was at rest
And sent the innocent children to roam.
Mir'cle occured at appellate level,
Children returned to loving Mother's arms,
Judge Walther was the CPS devil,
Who sent poor Merrianne to the sure harms,
Poor Merrianne Jessop spends nights alone,
Held as hostage by souless goons from state
Of CPS who act as mindless clone,
Only the just are considered as great.
Justice comes slowly to the patient ones,
As FLDS roams under all suns.

Judge Barbara Walther, who for some unknow reason, needed to handle cases civil or criminal.

A Poem for the FLDS

2009-01-30T19:21:00.000-08:00

The Police came in armed to the utmost,
Prepared to quash all threats from those at peace.
No one could say they could not take that post,
They wanted the FLDS to cease.
Good Angie Voss came to save the children,
By destroying the home in which they lived.
She came in behind the rifle toting men,
Found love and peace, became very livid.
The pied piper took the children to camp,
With Mothers at the Fort Concho prison.
The shade of hate shattered the brightest lamp
And children were scattered by Texas sun.
They struggled onward with the heavy strain,
Place on their struggling souls by Texas bain.

1. 2008 El Dorado Raid 2. Angie Voss, Texas CPS case worker 3. Fort Concho (San Angelo, Texas)