Category: Politics

I Protest

I Protest

Paralyzed
Thoughts scrambled
in a head
heavy with fog
This cannot be happening
The death of democracy
is staring me
square in the eyes
Liberty and freedom
snatched from
the arms that
lifted those
too weary
too poor
too hungry
Our pride in country
squashed
stolen
The dumbing down
of a nation
willingly following
a pied piper
like blind fools
A cheap trickster
lining his pockets
from the coffers
of society
I am frozen
in time
watching helplessly
as a fascist
robs us of democracy
while spitting on 
our constitution
I protest
I protest
I protest
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and she has prompted us with Protest Poetry

Clown in Chief

Clown in Chief

Crazy orange hair
whipped in a circle
and wrapped around
a block head
Tan lines
framing white eyes
Posing and pouting
with audience shrinking
Lashing out and lying
Demanding attention
Like a complete fool
who has misplaced
his red foam nose
You are nothing
but a clown
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Lisa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
has prompted us with the word 'Clown'

Taking a Knee – Ironic





Like you I have struggled to find the words to respond to the horror of the murder of George Floyd before my very eyes. A man who allegedly tried to pass a counterfeit $20 bill was immediately regarded as a thief and killed without a trial or a chance to plead his case. Was he a threat to society? Did the police treat him this way for our own good? Absolutely not.

The irony of this story is he was killed by the knee of a policeman. If you remember it was just a few short years ago that quarterback Colin Kaepernick knelt during the national anthem in silent protest to the unjustified police killings of African Americans. His action was quickly adopted by many players in the NFL and every Sunday we saw them all taking a knee prior to the game. Kaepernick was promptly fired by the San Francisco 49ers and was ostracized by other teams who regarded him as an unpatriotic troublemaker and he never played in the NFL again. His career was ruined for protesting and highlighting that Black Lives Matter. Instead of acknowledging what he was protesting, his critics were deeply offended by his disregard for the flag and thought that was more egregious. “Taking a Knee” as it was referred to quickly picked up steam and it was adopted by many sports personalities. They became targets of Trump and were treated despicably.

Now a policemen has used his own knee to publicly take the life of an African American. Where is the justice?

Today I am ashamed of America.

Taking a Knee

We watched
as the horror unfolded
He lay helpless on the ground
Hands behind back
Cuffs binding wrists
Immobile 
Yet a knee on the neck
Unnecessary
Arrogance and power
pressing down hard
Choking life from his body

Oh the irony of the knee!

Silent Sunday protests
Peacefully and respectfully
objecting
to police brutality
Taking a knee
Only to be
Criticized
Deviled
Ostracized
Unemployed

and threatened with
silent warnings

You take a knee
and our knee will
Take the breath
from your body

... and they did

Racism lives on
in the USA

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Rest In Peace George Floyd, you will never be forgotten
and your death will not be in vain. #blacklivesmatter


Prompts
RDP - For our good
FOWC - Thief

A Backbone for Republicans

A Backbone for Republicans

This gift for you
is much needed
I know
You have been
needing one
since long ago
Wobbling like Jelly
and leaning so
far to the right
I am hoping
with my gift
you would find the fight
It should straighten
your back and
stick out your chest
and give you the nerve
so you can
do your best
It will remind you
of what matters most
Our republic not for sale
Clean out The House
Get rid of the dirt
Or the country will fail
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and shared with us a Swedish Tradition
of writing a rhyme to accompany a gift
at Christmas. The person receiving the gift
would try and guess what is in the wrapping
from the words of the rhyme. Although common
among family and friends, it is also popular to
write a poem to a famous person who you
might feel is a need of a certain gift.
These rhymes are usually humorous and
sometimes sarcastic!

Liar, Liar

Liar, Liar

Oh, how the mighty have fallen
Like the descending leaves of Autumn
Pointless to nurture this self-importance 
And the blind denial of inadvertence 
 
With integrity always in question
To blow one’s own trumpet an obsession
No inventory of achievements
And pathetic service deferments
 
Your adversaries looking for peace 
Wishing boastful outbursts would cease
Calling you out on your phony claims
Watching your fake news go up in flames 

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Mind, Love, Misery's Menagerie
SaturdayMix - Mad about Metaphorst
Prompt 'Blow one's own trumpet'

Words Prompts

Leaves - SSoC
Nurture - WOTD
Peace - RTD
Inventory - FOWC

Image by Zichrini from Pixabay

Cause

Cause


Fragile like a bomb
Delicate as a flower
Understanding
the difference
Is the key to power 
 
Trial and error
A mantra to adopt
A day of reckoning
will surely come
and never be stopped
 
Devotion to the cause
Freedom from the enemy
Stand and fight
for your rights
Enough of inequity
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Photo by Heather Mount on Unsplash

Prompts:

V. J's Weekly Challenge - Story

Fragile

Devotion

Trial

Reckoning


Facts

Facts


Easy Peasy
Peas in a pod
Pods of belongings
Outside a house of God
Gods worshipped
all over the globe
Global economy
and the Mueller probe
Probing facts
Fake news isn’t real
Clear and concise
Ready to deal
Cards on the table 
Keep that poker face
Place your bets
Just in case
Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
Silent Night
With words profound
Knowledge is power
But a little is dangerous
Shoot the messenger
Before he injures us
We the people
Huddled masses
Catholic Churches
With rose-colored glasses
Half empty or half full
Full of wonder
White bread America 
An embarrassing blunder

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Wonder

Easy

Pod

I struggled a little with the prompts today and this is where my mind
wanted to go!  I hope you enjoy it 🙂

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Confirmation

Confirmation

Today your behavior is decided

The nation watching is divided

You’ve described your actions as silly

Boyhood pranks leaving us chilly

Your true colors shined brightly through

The thin veneer that is you

We saw you for what you are

A privileged bully hiding behind the bar

We’ve met many like you over the years

Arrogance worn as a right, bringing tears

We do not see you as enigmatic

To us you appear more manic

A privileged man full of anger

So quick to unleash his langor

The available position you will not be denied

You shouted, screamed and even cried

We watched your accuser so strong and credible

Your reaction contrived and unbelievable

The country today pays attention

Your position is in undeniable contention

A decision to come not just for you

But fifty years more of this preview

Women of this country should be scared

A judge deplete of empathy might just be declared

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Enigmatic

Trial

Chilly

Deplete

OctPoWriMo – Word Prompt -Denied

Attention

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Game On

Just a game to you

You played because you could

Your unfiltered words and actions

a green light to those who contained

their hatred

No thought or dedication

or ability to multitask

Let alone read

Communication skills nonexistent

Your statistics will be great indeed

Destined for the history books

Headlining

The Biggest loser of all time

You are the antithesis of a hero

Orange is the new black

and you will wear it well

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Game

Multitask

Hero

Orange

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History Repeats

History Repeats

The District is not Caesar’s Rome

The Hill is not one of the seven

Yet the Senators

are deadly and evil

as they were BC

These devils hide and reside

in hallowed halls of DC

with daggers cloaked

unseen

Preparing to execute

their dastardly deeds

Hell is in our politics

disguised in grey hair

and old man suits

Standing on the shoulders of women

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Prompted by Dead Poet Prompts from AllPoetry.com

My chosen prompt

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” – The Tempest, William Shakespeare

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