writer’s blockhead

 

am i real writer or

perhaps dreamy dabbler?

skilled smithy of words or

unintelligible babbler?

can i complete homework

by end of the week?

my pen, now tongue-tied, can hardly speak!

when i begin online writing class

such baffling questions i myself ask!

 

all rise to sing stanza four?

Francis Scott Key wrote a poem, “The Star Spangled Banner” of four stanzas but we only sing the first as our national anthem (with the exception of home school graduation ceremonies).   Here are the words to the final stanza…and my politically incorrect questions to fellow Americans and free thinking people everywhere! 
O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their loved homes and the war’s desolation;

who will stand ready to protect family and home
if we don’t dare bare arms against terrorists?

Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the heav’n-rescued land
Praise the Pow’r that hath made and preserved us a nation!

who will give thanks for his providential blessings
if we trade precious freedoms for rainbow cakes?

Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust”

who will stop evil and injustice in the world
if we only serve god of greed and money?

And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

who will salute the symbol of brave freedom if
we traffick humanity and sell fetal body parts?

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Connecting with dVerse poets’ pub and Claudia’s look at national anthems…

religious rhetoric

 

Who will tolerate the suppression of women threatened to silence?

What kind of god calls his followers to murderous acts of violence?

When do you know you’ve been accepted by fulfilling all requirements?

Where can people be free to make informed choices of what to believe?

Why would God need defending and why is conversion forced on neighbors?

How is it possible to restore our right relationship with God?

 

I will hide my eyes from you;

even if you offer many prayers,

I   will   not   listen.

 

Your hands are full of blood;

wash and make yourselves clean.

Take your evil deeds out of my sight!

Stop doing wrong, learn to do right!

 

Seek justice, encourage the oppressed.

Defend the cause of the fatherless

plead the case of the widow.

 

“Come now, let us reason together,”

says   the   Lord.

“Though your sins are like scarlet,

they shall be as white as snow;

though they are red as crimson,

they shall be like wool.”

 

(God writes poetry to us through the pen of Isaiah;  chapter 1:13-18)