Blessed Poem by Ted L Glines

Blessed
by Ted L Glines

to impeach this president
would show him less than heaven sent
(epiphany) - what a thought
after all the trash we've bought
boys and girls exploded - dead
from all those faith-based words he's said
Iraq - Orleans - it does not matter
when he's offered only chatter
and we blame him for the cost
of hopes and lives forever lost
yes, we see his explanation
just another long vacation
from a shabby bitter truth
that he is worthless and uncouth.

That's cold - ain't it?
But that's how some would paint it.

Orleans - Iraq - and Nine-One-One
burdens for this Texas son
a lot to handle (does it matter?)
he has too much upon his platter
and we-the-people - you must see
have built this foul bureaucracy
where men entrenched in awful power
do nothing in our crisis hour
but tell us 'Help is on the way'
while no assistance comes today
and prayers go up to God on high
while we watch the children die
...
and we should wither in our shame
when we do naught but curse and blame.

a Light called Jesus walks this way
and works through heros every day
a child is saved - a bus is driven
good works done with no thanks given
no religion and no tricks
as Jesus comes to work a fix
and governments can take a rest
and leave the job to those who're blessed.


Author's Notes: This one goes through some changes. The first stanza slams right into the blame-game controversy, but then it pauses and shows the above to be one side of the story. Then we have a stanza which is a softer blame-game, which almost gives an excuse to the leaders, but then it pauses long enough to slam the idea of blame-games. Finally, we move into individual responsibility with the help of a higher guiding power (no matter what name you call Him/Her) , and we try to leave the reader with the idea that the blame-game is simply a waste of our precious time.