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You carry Sodom’s purse; you hold Gomorrah’s hand.
You say your prayers to God and court the idols of the land.
You’re double-minded like old evil Israel
And God destroyed the wicked with a Babylonian hell.
You are for women’s rights, but murder’s always wrong.
Abortion takes a human’s life; the weak killed by the strong.
Your demon lies are legion but your hardened hearts are seared;
No change, you double-down the daily slant you’ve engineered.
Our national debt is such that we can never pay –
Your spending and your promises have ruined us in that way.
You train as slaves the poor in barrio and slum
To lean and laze on government, addicted, always dumb.
Your tips are served with fear, your hands upon their throat.
Then, harlots in their misery, they spread their legs and vote,
While you, the pimp, moan o’er their pain as if you care,
When all you want is scepter, throne, and jeweled crown to wear.
You’re blind from power’s thirst so that you cannot see
That you rule from Titanic’s decks as she sinks rapidly.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

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rebel flag

I never was a master or a slave,
Though maybe one, or both, is in my blood.
By kinsmen past is not how I behave
If in me now by drop or even flood. 

What’s gone before is but a sketch that’s pale,
While I am busy now with paint in hand
With all the colors of my present tale
To make my life a masterpiece that’s grand. 

If all my colors clash, there’s none to blame –
Not ghosts or genes or skin or governments.
I am the one responsible for fame
Or failure, not the long ago, or once. 

That some take umbrage at a distant flag
Shows chains of slav’ry that their minds still drag.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.

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………..A Village Villain Villanelle

(a conversation between Hillary Clinton and Nell)

H: To raise a child, it takes a village, Nell.
N: It seems that God made parents for that part.
…..Hands off my child or soon you’ll be in hell.

H: The government must teach your child to spell;
…..Conception to the grave – the very start.
…..To raise, a child, it takes a village, Nell.

N: You murder the unborn and say all’s well.
…..Now course of living, you’d control and chart.
…..Hands off my child or soon you’ll be in hell.

H: But the collective “we” is like a shell;
…..The individual not led’s a wart.
…..To raise a child, it takes a village, Nell.

N: For your skewed values, your own soul you sell;
…..You’re fools – you dabble in the devil’s art.
…..Hands off my child or soon you’ll be in hell.

H: We want him in the mold, lest he rebel.
N:  I want him wise with God within his heart.
H: To raise a child, it takes a village, Nell.
N: Hands off my child or soon you’ll be in hell.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.

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Never Ordinary

The sunset
Out here on the plain
Is not plain.

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Built By The Snowman Government

It’s winter
And, we found the bridge
To snowhere.

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Complexity Of Nature

The weaver –
God made him weave.  I –
Believer.

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Never – photo by Johnny Berg at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nJsTe6w/Plain+and+sunset+-+HDR

Snowman – photo by John de Boer at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mfe8CqO/Bridge+of+days+gone+by

Complexity – photo by Sias van Schalkwyk at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/okYd7JG/Thick-billed+Weaver+2

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.

 

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