Showing posts with label The Border. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Border. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 19, 2024

The Other Side

 

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Always another side:

Can we agree on this?

Else there’s something fundamental

We have missed.

 

Two sides to a story;

At the very least

And of course, there is the truth

That can never cease.

 

In the prequel to this:

“Panic Setting In”,

I presented the Democrat’s side

In the midst of the din.

 

A tumult it was

As the Democrats reflected

On what was a colossal loss

They least expected.

 

The end of the world-

Democrats’ world at least,

For the mesmerizing Beauty

Was taken by the Beast.

 

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In the Democrat’s view

But not Republicans;

No, this was a time for rejoicing

For all Trump fans.

 

Not the end of the world

But a beginning

And in the days and years ahead

They will be singing.

 

Illegal immigrants!

The border will be closed,

No longer will they come across

Unopposed.

 

And those now there

Will be deported

Of course, unless they can show

“Document supported”.

 

The wars will end:

At least Russia and Ukraine

And this action will be achieved

In Donald Trump’s name.

 

The economy will be fixed

As it was in twenty-sixteen,

After all, unlike the intervening years,

Trump is on the scene.

 

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America will be great,

Greater than ever before

And all because Trump run things

The country will soar.

 

Soar like the eagle

High up in the air

Such that America’s enemies

Will tremble with fear.

 

None would dare oppose

Or contradict

And Trump will be supported

By poor and rich.

 

For power is right

And the right to enforce

All that is great for America

Of course!

 

Thus, the other side

Of the same coin, indeed,

And when the narrative unfolds,

Same channel same feed!

 

They know their own

And are known by them

And when in bed together

It’s not a problem.

 

The pawns will quarrel

And become concerned

Knowing as collateral damage

They will get burn. 


Why Cats Always Land on their Feet

 

But the proverbial cat

Will land on its feet

Once President Donald Trump

Has the White House seat.

 

As in “Panic Setting In”

Let me again state

What has been my position

Long before here of late.

 

I am neither Republican

Nor Democrat

But just one trying to decipher

Between opinion and fact.

 

Stewart Russell © November 14, 2024

 

Thursday, July 04, 2019

From Puzzle to Picture




There were hundreds of pieces
Of varying size
But no picture to guide me,
That I truly despised.

How was I to fix this puzzle?
This was not even practical,
At least show me a picture
And that would be reasonable.

“There are guidelines there,”
An inner voice assured,
“The diversity of the pieces:
That is your open door.

If they were all alike
Would that have helped?”
Of course not I responded
And at least better I felt.

Of course I was having a chat
With that voice within me
And I dare say to all
That was no sign of insanity.


In my relaxed frame of mind
I searched for the corners
Then put the border together
To frame the picture.

Then I saw eyes and noses
A hairline then two
And then faces were formed
I found my working crew.

From puzzle to picture
It was beginning to form:
A community of working people
Just like the everyday norm.


The nurse and the police
The postman and the cleaner,
These and other community workers
Were all there in my picture.
  
There were children too
And mothers with infants in arms
And going about their daily business
Added to the overall charm.

The puzzle was almost complete
Just a dozen more pieces or so
From puzzle to picture, O yes!
With no picture at first to show.

Quite daunting at the beginning
Most satisfying in the end,
Like the challenges we face in life
And the daily effort we expend.

Nothing is more satisfying
Than a puzzle we have unraveled,
Particularly when at the beginning
It was truly a daunting puzzle.


The pieces were so out of place
As though they all were wrong
But when I got the workers together
I saw where each piece belonged.

If all our workers get together
And play their individual roles
Our puzzle would become a picture,
There would be no gaping holes.

Don’t hanker after another’s role
With yours do the best you can
Be a piece the puzzle can’t do without
Be a part of the master plan!

Stewart Russell © March 2019