Remember

Remember

Brave young men

Gone to war

Giving their lives

To protect

America’s shores

Some just barely

The age of eighteen

Never realizing their own

American dream

Selfless acts of courage

No utterance

Or dark thoughts

Of regretful disparage

For their country

They were glad to

Answer the call

Valiantly

Fighting tyranny

Taking their

Fatal fall

So remember

When you lay

Your head down

Late at night

Say a prayer of

Thanks

For those who gave their

Precious life

For our freedom

Our safety

Our inalienable

Rights

Courageous souls

Resting now

In fields of honored

Glory

We must never

Forget to tell

Generations of

Their gallant

Patriotic stories

© Leatherman 2012

Maurice Heath

Maurice Heath

Hater of the

Land of the free

Self proclaimed

National Field Marshal

What nation do you claim

Gave yourself a new

Name

What did that change

Still a ruthless thug

Intimidation

Is your preferred drug

Stole the title of

A party

You weren’t invited to

Founders turn

And walk away from

You

King Samir Shabazz

Breaking humanities laws

Kill the crackers

So you say

With blood of white babies

They must pay

For what

Your hateful existence

Racist against coexistence

You’re a

Disgrace

To the human race

Shade of skin

Has no place

In Dr. King’s

American dream

You’re sure to fail

In your evil scheme

© Leatherman 2012

Fire the Democrats and Republicans Too

Frustration with our

Nations leaders

Corrupt

Self serving hacks

Straining

America’s weakening back

Greed and power

The monotonous

Reason

Ravenous politicians feed

During voting season

Taxing everything

We say

Do and think

Driving our great country

To the brink

Of destruction

With dirty deeds

And blatant obstruction

Bankrupting the Fed

Spewing more lies from their

Overinflated heads

Fire the Democrats

And Republicans too

They play us for

Illiterate fools

When did a

Political party

Override

America’s

Honor

Courage and

Pride

Why do we take this all

In stride

I fear that it will be

Too late

If we wait much longer

We will lose

Our beloved

United States

© Leatherman 2012

Sugar Coated Death Factories

They call themselves

Friends of

Women in need

They want to help her

Plan a family

A hidden agenda from their

Evil foundation

Rid inferiors

From their

Thoroughbred nation

Superior race

Certainly comes

With a

Fair colored face

Target the

Dimwits

Darks

And

Impoverished souls

Convince them to

Destroy

Precious life

A poor womb holds

Responsible for more

Death to blacks

Than any disease

Or the

KKK

Yet allowed to

Carry on their

Murderous ways

Sugar coated

Death factories

In Ghetto’s

Abound

Where doctors

Of demise

Are easily found

Planned Parenthood

Their deceitful title

Legalized butchers

Of innocent’s vitals

© Leatherman 2012

Beautiful Blogger Award

Echoes of War

Sadness flows

Through his veins

Engulfing every fiber

Of his body...

Deep in the

Dark corners

Of his mind

He questions the purpose

Of his life...

Death seems to be

The answer

To end

His torment,

Silence the

Screaming

Echoes of war

In his head...

Young men he knew

So full of life

Gone in an instant...

For what?

For politics,

Money,

Power,

For oil?

He punishes himself

For living!

He hates

His own being...

Shuns love...

Those who try

To love him

Break themselves

Against his wall of

Rejection! 

Before he can love

Another

He must learn

To love himself...

Again! 

(C) Leatherman 2012

Arlington

Walk softly on this sacred ground

Where American heroes can be found

Resting now after hard battles fought

Paid with their lives for freedom sought

Young men who gave their ultimate best

From north, south, east and west

Side by side row by row

Throughout the years their numbers grow

Spiritual brothers with a special bond

No words spoken to respond

Listen to the gentle breeze

Watch a soldier fall to his knees

Wishing he was in the grave

He’d gladly take his brother’s place

For his country, for me and you

Brave heroes died for red white and blue

(C) Leatherman 2012

A Slender Thread

Here today

Gone tomorrow

Bittersweet memories

Filled with laughter

Love and sorrow

We walk

The slender thread

Of existence

Faltering footsteps

Unpredictable distance

Leaving imprints

On broken hearts

When it’s our time

To depart

What legacy

Of you

Shall remain

One of love

Or one of

Disdain

© Leatherman 2012

Bringer of Light

Cold dead heart

Seething hatred flows

Through veins of ancient
Winding worm holes

Where warm life

Once did glow
Bringer of Light
Angel of dark
Beautiful one
Morning Star spark
Black spirit

Lost your light

Millennia ago

Hunger for supremacy

Feeds the emptiness

Of your tortured

Soul

Vengeance you seek

For the loss of your throne

Cast from the Heavens

Separation from the Creator

Drove you insane

The lack of His love

The song in His name

Favor shall never be yours

Sentenced to an eternity of shame

Your only pleasure

Is to cause the world pain

(c) Leatherman 2012
Painting by Norma Peters

If I Were A Liberal

If I were a liberal, I must toss aside

Common sense, and morality for all humankind

Everyone could do, as they damn well please

I would have no regrets, for any action I take

No apologies for a false statement I make

I wouldn’t have to rely on facts

Nor the blood shed from our forefathers’ back's

NOOOO

What is important to me, is that everyone

Is equal and free

To rely on my government, to take care of me

If I were a liberal, here’s what I’d think

Not much of that going on now

Of that there’s no need

Murder the babies, save the cons

Curse your flag, from dusk till dawn

Damn... heterosexual marriage

And Christians too

What are they thinking

Are they better than you

Support United Nations

They’re our salvation

Soldiers are obsolete

Pathetic and crude, so what if they bled

Who asked them too

If I were a liberal, I wouldn’t care

What happened to my America

Or anyone there

But I’m not a liberal

I still believe, in the home of the brave

The land of the free

I still love God, country, and my family

So call me a racist or a bigot

Or whatever you will

You’ll never change the

Way that I think, or the way that I feel

Patriotic to the core

Through and through

Forever I’ll bleed, red white and blue

(C) Leatherman 2012

Pyrite Regression

They take your land

And leave you a rock

They take your water

And leave you a drop

They take your heat

And leave you to freeze

They take your wind

And tax your breeze

They take your sweat

Say you owe a debt

They twist your words

And arrest your thoughts

They take your protection

Only they can have weapons

They break your will

And send you the bill

They promise equality

You’re no longer free

Their pyrite regression is

Cleverly disguised

As progression

(c) Leatherman 2012