This is a poem I wrote on October 19, 2009. It's a poem about looking past the rhetoric and the twisting of the facts that take place over the course of an election campaign.
Doomsday could soon be near
Only in the wrong decision is made
Nothing could force me to make that mistake
Try as you might, you'll never change my mind
Vindictiveness is here
Or, it would be if I allowed it in
Together, we can keep the scourge away
Elevate the truth as it comes to light
Forget the rhetoric
Only listen to what is in your heart
Remember what has happened in the past
Evade all the lies and the deception
Join me as we stand up
Only together can our voice be heard
Hold on to your beliefs, think with your head
No longer will the lies distort the truth
We'll all work together
Instead of fighting against each other
Seems we've become a little wiser now
Eagerly, we'll start our lives anew
Lesley's Poetry
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
A Choice
This is a poem I wrote on November 10, 2008, and it was inspired by the 2008 Presidential election that took place in the United States.
We had to use our voice
Had to use it to make a choice
Needed to make a change to our fate
Before it got to be too late
And the choice has been made
Farewell to the old guard we bade
As a people, we voted for change
And yet to some, that choice seems strange
There's a change in the air
And you can feel it everywhere
There's a return to hope from despair
But there's still a lot to repair
We had to use our voice
Had to use it to make a choice
Needed to make a change to our fate
Before it got to be too late
And the choice has been made
Farewell to the old guard we bade
As a people, we voted for change
And yet to some, that choice seems strange
There's a change in the air
And you can feel it everywhere
There's a return to hope from despair
But there's still a lot to repair
War Of Words
This is a poem I wrote on July 5, 2010, and it laments the state of politics and politicians in the United States of America. And the sad thing is, the state of politics has only gotten worse since I wrote this poem!
There's fighting spreading across the land
But not with guns or knives or hands
Instead, it's through arguments with words
Just take a look around and see that it's true
Leaders just looking out for themselves
Don't care about anyone else
Their yelling and screaming so contrite
I wish they'd see what they're doing isn't right
There's fighting spreading across the land
But not with guns or knives or hands
Instead, it's through arguments with words
Just take a look around and see that it's true
Leaders just looking out for themselves
Don't care about anyone else
Their yelling and screaming so contrite
I wish they'd see what they're doing isn't right
The Same Old Politics
This is a poem I wrote on October 18, 2010, and it's written from the point of view of a voter going through election fatigue.
I'm tired of all your recycled lines
I don't want to hear your rehashed lies
All I want right now is to hear the truth
Accompanied by some kind of proof
Yes, it's so easy to distort the facts
When substance is something that you lack
Give me a reason to believe in you
Just show me by the things that you do
I'm tired of all your recycled lines
I don't want to hear your rehashed lies
All I want right now is to hear the truth
Accompanied by some kind of proof
Yes, it's so easy to distort the facts
When substance is something that you lack
Give me a reason to believe in you
Just show me by the things that you do
Games of Politics
This is a poem I wrote on April 7, 2011. It's from the point of view of an American who's frustrated with the state of American politics. Sadly, the state of American politics only seems to have gotten worse since I wrote this poem.
Right now, everything is on the line
And all you can think is, "Mine, mine, mine"
I think that you ought to be ashamed
With how often you play this game
The people can see through your charade
Their hopes in you are starting to fade
Instead of trying to pick a fight
You need to do the thing that's right
Right now, everything is on the line
And all you can think is, "Mine, mine, mine"
I think that you ought to be ashamed
With how often you play this game
The people can see through your charade
Their hopes in you are starting to fade
Instead of trying to pick a fight
You need to do the thing that's right
Thursday, September 24, 2015
You're Gone Again
This is a poem I wrote in the early 1990s. It's about someone leaving the speaker's life once again.
You turned around and walked out the door
Just like you have in the past
This is just like the first time
And it probably won't be the last
This time, it's just the same as before
You go and don't say goodbye
And there's no explanation
And all I can do is wonder why
You turned around and walked out the door
Just like you have in the past
This is just like the first time
And it probably won't be the last
This time, it's just the same as before
You go and don't say goodbye
And there's no explanation
And all I can do is wonder why
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Writer's Block
This is a poem I wrote on October 5, 2009, and it's about a writer's worst nightmare.
I'm racking my brain
And I'm nearly going insane
Trying to figure out what I'm going to write
And how hard I've tried
But my brain is completely fried
I'm in serious need of some inspiration
My mind is a mess
And I feel completely stressed
Perhaps I just need to rest my mind for a bit
I'm racking my brain
And I'm nearly going insane
Trying to figure out what I'm going to write
And how hard I've tried
But my brain is completely fried
I'm in serious need of some inspiration
My mind is a mess
And I feel completely stressed
Perhaps I just need to rest my mind for a bit
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