God's Great Mind

Doubt is not the same as disbelief -- the two divide

Over whether Providence is wise, or God has died.

Doubt may be a question that will wait upon the Lord.

Disbelief is critical and sows but loud discord.

I have doubts and questions from my scripture study, yet

I recognize that God none of His children will forget.

My understanding’s weak and my perceptions prone to err --

And that is why I supplement my studies with deep prayer.

Though I am weak and foolish -- a flawed instrument at best --

My heart goes to Jehovah though I may be sore oppressed.

Did Job have all the answers? He did not, and yet he kept

An open mind and heart alert although he often wept.

To doubt and wonder is to recognize that man is often blind

And cannot know at this time all that is in God’s great mind.   

Federal Rules Would Allow U.S. to Track and Destroy Drones

The Trump administration is asking Congress to give the federal government sweeping powers to track, hack and destroy any type of drone over domestic soil with a new exception to laws governing surveillance, computer privacy and aircraft protection, according to a document obtained by The New York Times.

Like mosquitoes, summer drones are thick upon the air.

They fly above the treetops and are found most ev’rywhere.

I think that, like mosquitoes, if they get into my face,

I have the right to totally their pestering erase.

While spraying for mosquitoes is a duty to fulfill --

Calling out the Air Force for a drone is overkill . . .  

Michelle Malkin's Healthcare Debate

Our passion for healthcare results

In trading a lot of insults.

Perhaps we should measure

Our rising blood pressure

When we do not act like adults.

The Fidget Spinner

There was a young boy from New York

Who used fidget spinners for torque.

He sighed and he panted --

Without them he slanted

And bobbed about like a loose cork.

Leonard Pitts Jr's Rituals of Spring

The rituals of springtime are of many kinds and types --

Which often leave me wheezing like a set of old bagpipes.

The leaf gunk in the gutters must be hosed out, and the lawn

Is aerated and fertilized and sprayed for crabgrass spawn.

The kids have got their prom night, and with graduation near

I hope they know that student debt is now their biggest fear.

The lilacs and the peonies have made a great comeback --

While pollen counts have given me an allergy attack.

In spring a young man’s fancy turns to love, or so I’ve heard --

And weddings happen all around, with monster bills incurred.

The lark is on the wing and soon the hornets start to swarm --

I wish that I was snowed in with a sudden winter storm!

In Response to Charles M. Blow

Charles M. Blow labels President Trump and Vice President Pence as liars. 

A politician never tells a lie -- of that I’m sure.

Their hearts are bright and simple and their motives always pure.

I trust them all implicitly -- they sacrifice a lot

And never listen to the rich and ignorant crackpot.

They love the poor and needy, like the Savior did of old,

And never can be swayed by prejudice or sordid gold.

And I think those who criticize the Washington elite

Are double-dealing troublemakers, and they have cold feet.

Our office holders are as wise and good as Socrates

(of course I also think the moon is made of ripe green cheese . . . )

The Lobbyist

The lobbyist is such a part of Washington D.C.

That if you scare them off it will bring but calamity.

Who will treat our lawmakers to nourishing repasts?

Who will give them trinkets and make them golf enthusiasts?

How can Congress function if they lack their expertise?

Who will think of new ways all the taxpayers to fleece?

Their photosensitivity makes them afraid of light.

Their modesty keeps them active in the middle of the night.

They are a symbiotic group that loyally upholds

The fatcats and protects them from a multitude of scolds.  

I've had an entry level job since 1994

I’ve had an entry level job since 1994.

Chances for promotion are as rare as dinosaur.

My benefits have dwindled to a Walgreen’s discount card

And a whistle that will summon up a saint bernard.

My pension has been gutted, and no union wants me in --

I can’t afford retirement without a Lotto win.

Work may be a blessing and a comfort, it is true --

But why then do I feel like I’m a stripped revolving screw?

Recep Tayyip Erdogan

ISTANBUL — In a signal that Turkey faces indefinite rule by decree, President Recep Tayyip Erdogan announced on Sunday that a state of emergency, introduced as a temporary measure after last year’s failed coup, would continue until the country achieved “welfare and peace.”

from the NYTimes

For welfare and peace a dictator

Is just the right kind of curator.

All vexing free speech

Is purged with strong bleach,

And all crooked thought is made straighter.

In Sunday Speech, Trump Declares Terrorism a ‘Battle Between Good and Evil’

RIYADH, Saudi Arabia — President Trump planned in a centerpiece speech on Sunday to rally leaders from around the Muslim world in a renewed campaign against extremism, rejecting the idea that the fight is a battle between religions even as he has promised not to chastise them about human rights violations in their own countries.

from the NYTimes 

Even great Presidents find

That if they’ve already maligned

A faith or a group

They cannot recoup

The kind of trust they’ve left behind.