Unraveling Nation

I look around at this place,

Rubbing my eyes

Trying to focus,

I don’t recognize Uncle Sam’s face!

Liberties disappearing

Much to a Patriot’s utter dismay,

Attacked by political weapons,
No need for a gun,

Quick with the stroke of a pen...
Hiss of a snake’s tongue!

Strangers climbing broken fences scream...

"To Hell with laws, we're stealing your American dream!"

All the while big wigs talk and gloat,

"Let everyone in,

We need their vote!"

Morals gone, anything goes!

Right is wrong,

Wrong is the new right,

Scorned and mocked,

Christianity’s foretold plight!

I mourn for my America

drowning in the cess pool

Of man's greed and degradation,

Bowing my head,

I pray, "God,please save our

Unraveling Nation!"

 © Leatherman 2013

Lovely Flowers

Faded floral petals

Neatly placed

Between the pages

Of my family Bible…

Gingerly I pick one up,

Hold it to my nose and inhale…

Beautiful scent gone…                 

As is the vibrant color of its bloom...

Witness to my tears

Of joy and sorrow...

Weddings, funerals,

Birth of a brand new child…

Lovely flowers

Meant to comfort or celebrate

Life’s momentous occasions…

Keepsakes of my heart!

If they could speak,                     

Oh how divine!

To recall their

Bittersweet memories

Amongst God’s words.

© Leatherman 2013

THE BEST

Hate fills a shallow heart

Consumed with self righteousness…

Reflections of a broken past

Flash in my mind’s eye…

I swallow my pride

For the greater faction…

Forget self and reach for

A higher existence…

It can be done,

But at what cost?

Another slice of my heart

Served on a silver platter?

The feeling of betrayal

Awakened anew!

Love turned to loathing…

How can that be?

I was once THE BEST!

Your words…

Your lies shall be your

Legacy!

I voiced it…

Now, I can breathe.

Brenda Leatherman © 2013

The Athiest

The abyss of evil

Lurking on the edge

Of consciousness…

Waiting for fools

To succumb to death

Collecting souls,

Dark prince rejoices…

Relishing in

Tormented screams of regret

He hears in their voices

“Oh God, dear God

Help me please!”

As a faithless being cries,

Begging on his knees

Wicked laughter engulfs

Both time and space…

Lucifer cruelly hisses and

Tightly grabs the man’s face

“He can’t hear you, he says,

You’re wasting your time…

You scoffed at His name

And now you are mine”

Abruptly startled awake,

Trembling in a cold sweat…

The man leaps to his feet,

Out of his bed

He shouts, “I’m alive!”

He calls upon the Lord…

Angels rush to his side

Bearing their mighty swords

Satan growls a beastly noise

Furiously he runs away…

The atheist weeps tears of joy…

Bowing his head,

He begins to pray!

©Leatherman 2013

Texas Cries With You West

Springtime brings fields

Of bluebonnets in bloom...

Familiar sound of coyotes

Howlin’ at the moon

Starry Texas nights and

Lightning bug chases...

Laughter of children

With Popsicle faces

A friendly “Howdy”

Tip of a cowboy hat...

“How y’all doin’?”

At the Friday night dance

Hard work, hard play

Our way of life...

There are no strangers

When tragedy strikes

Last call of brave men

On that fateful day...

Won’t be coming home,

Too soon, whisked away

Fond memories now

Are all that’s left

Of those selfless souls

From the small town of West

Thousands gather together

Bidding a final goodbye...

Not a person in sight

Can boast a dry eye

Texas cries with you West

You’re not alone,

Remember….

We’re in this together

Till the Lord calls us home

© Leatherman 2013

I Am Amazed

I am amazed at the sunrise

Beams of light

Breaking the darkness

God chose to compose

Another day

His breath bends treetops

As they reach for the Heavens

Praising His name

Their limbs bow

Humbled before Him

He positioned the stars

Moon and planets

To guide explorers

With His perfect

Universal map

In everything there is God

No man can take credit for

The Sun

The trees

The universe

To reject His existence

Is to deny the existence

Of being

© Leatherman 2013

For Them

Innocent child

Where have you gone?

Unexpectedly bound

For the arms of angels!

Without the sweet caress

Of your mother...

No strong hug

From your father...

Without giggles and tickles

From brothers and sisters...

No smiling farewell to

Nana and Poppa!

Not for you dearest little one...

For them!

(C) Leatherman 2012