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Conservative Poet Tom Zart's = Those Who Wish To Be President
by Tom Zart COUNTRY FIRST POLITICIANS Most of the time as a politician stands up Along with the truth, their brain sits down. Promising anything and everything to anyone While posing to the public, to be on common ground. The higher the office the greater the corruption As candidates compete for those dead presidents of green. While we're taxed to death to fund their pork Our cost for everything has become obscene. Thank God there are some better than most Not squeaky clean, but more honest than others. Regardless of party, they deserve our vote For they share our thoughts like sisters and brothers. Politicians who wish to be revered by history Must earn their fame by living the truth. Any who continue to mislead and deceive Must be shunned by the voter at the booth. SHEPHERDS of LIFE The twelve Apostles appointed by Christ Were given power to cast out evil within. He sent them forth to preach, teach and heal As God's shepherd's from Heaven to men. Republicans and democrats now campaign for office In God's land of liberty, freedom and choice. Deliberately shaping their future in history By their judgment, accomplishment and voice. Once more we must choose our shepherds of life Driven by love, liberty and country's call. Propelled by duty, honor and faith Pledging to protect and defend justice for all. Our world has become more dangerous than ever Due to war, hate, plunder and disease. Take heed therefore and ponder your vote As you pray who to vote for on your knees. PATRIOTS They choose their opportunities To become strong, not weak By pulling up their boot straps They acquire the dreams they seek. Their personal goals of well being Will never stand in the way Of doing their public duty No matter what others may say. Their devotion shall prove contagious It's the brilliance of their kind What you find in most of them Is great character of mind. With faith and courage, they must live For their lives to be complete With good morals and family life They'll triumph, even in defeat. They are raised to participate Within their community With their fellow men and women They enrich life and liberty. THE PRESIDENCY Those who wish to be President Must practice what they teach. For their people need inspiring To believe what they preach. Take heed therefore, unto You overseers of the flock Or the voters shall cast you out For your futures are not of rock. Life may place you in deep waters Though it doesn't wish you to drown. It's your past record that lets us know Who you are as you smile or frown. If you wish to be remembered From the truth you must never part. Power corrupts the best of us When we stop listening to our heart. SONS AND DAUGHTERS of WORLD WAR III Our sons and daughters serve in harms way To defend our way of life. Some are students, some grandparents Many a husband or wife. They face great odds without complaint Gambling life and limb for little pay. So far away from all they love Fight our soldiers for whom we pray. The plotters and planners of America's doom pledge to murder and maim all they can. From early childhood they are taught To kill is to become a man. They exploit their young as weapons of choice Teaching in heaven virgins will await. Destroying lives along with their own To learn of their falsehoods too late. The fearful cry we must submit And find a way to soothe them. Where defenders worry if we stand down The future for America is grim. Now's not the time to fight one another Or kiss our enemy's cheek. All through history it remains the same The strong enslave the weak. May God continue to bless America Refusing evil the upper hand. It's up to us to stay resolute Defending the liberty of Man. STRESS We're a nation of frazzled families With little time for personal affection. As the treadmills of tension keep us hostage We're losing our perspective of direction. Racing to get the kids off to school, Navigating the madness of bottleneck traffic. Fearful of our own job-loss and income, While the newscasts get more hopeless and graphic. Helping our children with their home work Scrambling to prepare their dinner. Having family spats with loved ones And being told on Sunday, we're a sinner. Worrying about crime, taxes, cancer and terrorism Infectious disease and paying next months bills. Saving for college and our own retirement It's no wonder we drink, smoke, pray and pop pills. INTEGRITY What Satan has planned for our harm Integrity will transform to good. Adhering to morals gives us peace Teaching us to respond, as we should. Sometimes we must go against the flow Questioning what our sheppard's may say. For they are not God, only human And for their integrity, we pray. Though faith we can stay undiminished Keeping ourselves entire and whole. Avoiding human hate and mistrust While struggling to preserve our soul. With honor we obtain uprightness And by love and compliance we gain grace. Integrity gives us proper goals Improving the standard of our race. Those who laugh at the straight and narrow Will not hear God's answer to their cry. Those who yearn to earn their integrity Must not steal, persecute or lie. WHERE WARS ARE WON OR LOST Wars are waged by older men In battle rooms in countries apart. Who call for greater firepower And troops for the combat chart. While out among the shattered flesh The dreams of all have turned gray. So young and determined their faces were Till on the battlefield they lay. Unable to overcome their pride The politicians cast their vote. For this or that or something else As the rage of war sounds its note. Wherever wars are won or lost The soldiers fall like toys. Down through history it remains the same Most who die are hardly more than boys. Like monkeys in a revolving cage Man squabbles for the peanuts of power. When will we rise above our greed And become as a beautiful flower? Death to death, dust to dust The wrath of war is a hideous crime. It's our beast within that still prevails As it has through the torments of time. CHARACTER Some of us are as God planned Though many are far worse. Our characters are not of marble So the devil may work his curse. Fame is what we steal or take Character is what we give. To this truth we must awake So we might begin to live. There is some good in all of us Which may not show at first. With good character of heart and soul We prepare ourselves for the worst. Show me a liar and you have found a thief Whose character is controlled by hell. They love what's wrong and hate what's right And they're lucky they're not all in jail. By Conservative Poet Tom Zart Most Published Poet On The Web The White House Washington March 16, 2007 Ms. Lillian Cauldwell President and Chief Executive Officer Passionate Internet Voices Radio Ann Arbor Michigan Dear Lillian: Number 41 passed on the CDs from Tom Zart. Thank you for thinking of me. I am thankful for your efforts to honor our brave military personnel and their families. America owes these courageous men and women a debt of gratitude, and I am honored to be the commander in chief of the greatest force for freedom in the history of the world. Best Wishes. Sincerely, George W. Bush HOPE TO BE HOME BY CHRISTMAS World War III Darling I miss you more than words can tell As the torments of war burden my heart. I worry about you and how you are As by conflict were forced to part. As death confronts me I witness first hand Just how sudden life can come to its end. At any moment war can consume and destroy Myself, my dreams, my enemy, my friend. Determined though fearful I dream of home Remaining focused, steadfast and whole. Praying for family, country and comrades The treasures of my existence and soul. I suffer pain, remorse and regret From actions Im forced to employ. I have no choice but to do my duty As my solemn oath becomes my story. Remind our kids how much I love them And those moments they cry or play. Ill be home for hugs and kisses Hopefully by Christmas Day. Most of all I pray for words That portray my need for your touch. I dream of you both night and day And sometimes a bit too much. Letters from home, loneliness and sorrow Have made family more precious to recall. I love you so incredibly much As I serve with honor, God and countrys call. Hope To Be Home By Christmas Love You Your Marine By Tom Zart Poet and Author of Love War And More 225 poems published by Publish America; SHEPHERDS of LIFE e-book 350 poems, CD "MEMORIES" 28 poems with music by Bill Crain for sale on the web under Tom Zart and or Bill Crain. It's appropriate and symbolic that the romantic poet Tom Zart was born on Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |