State Of The Union Poem by Darwin Henry Beuning

This morning reviewing my poem, and how it applies to each and every year. When will it end?

Politicians and lawyers Feathering their own nest....Awake O Sleeper and be given light. Light makes things visible, wish more were awake.

Latch key children allowed to roam Both parents working to provide a home...... Elderly their workdays done Being warehoused away Sir, these are the fruits of growing influence of materialism and it is one side of the coin. If handled with skill the other side may become and actually look brighter. Any way pessimism does more harm than it's due. Where as positive approach may lessen the ill effects. Regards.10 points.

The media show this information daily and you as a poet are able to put the pictures into words. It is a great wake up call for everyone to love and take care of others. So comforting to know that God is our refuge and is there for all that seek Him. Keep writing your poems as they may open the eyes of many.

unexpected pessimistic view!

These are very frank thoughts about America. I was drawn by the homeless, those who cannot afford medical care, and the elderly, who are no longer wanted for work. Things must get better.

Darwin, I like this poem. It's simple and profound, and comes from the heart. And true. Bri E. just gave me a lambasting for my We are the Tramplers, and told me that he had just read this one and was tired of social comment. Well, what are poets for if not to make social comment? I think I'm going to enjoy reading more of your poems.

(cont.) ................. writing this probably helped you to relieve some stress you may have had, staying up all night worrying about the have-nots. to MyPoemList. bri ;)

and yet this country provides much for its inhabitants. the dreams perhaps were too grandiose and not realistic to come true for all. much is taken for granted by many; the ones who are not mentioned above. it could be worse. it could be worse! one might not HAVE a car to sleep in! ugh! but your poem is well-done, even though it may be a bit over-the-top. (to be continued) ..........

05: 14am,1 January 2018. A new year and my poem still rings true! !