Do not imagine that you are good,
when you lie and distort
deceitfully report
misinformation as facts,

when the evidence lacks
any real facts
that supports your side
but you decide
to demonize the guys.

When you run your mouth,
spewing hate and deception
to cloud the perception
on Americans,

when you let hate reign
ruling over those in pain
with a boot on their neck
to keep keeping them and check
and do not let them breath.

Do not make light of the plight
claim that you the right are right.

Be careful because we good hearted
pacifists are tired of the terror you insist
on enforcing on others.

Rage runs both ways
and if you are unwilling to change
if you continue to succumb
to the thumb of the derange,

this experiment can change,
countries are not eternal
cultures and ideas fade,

if you refuse to use
your power for good
then mother nature
of our good natured brotherhood
will change the world for you.

I stand before the narrow window
and see more clearly more deeply
in this smaller space
than my years with the picture window
and its crowd calling for attention.

Free spirit, you were never really "my" child,
though it pleased me to think of you so.
Only for a time you allowed me
to be familiar with you, share some of your life,
some of your feelings.
Now it is time for you to leave,
and I must not regret your going, although I love you,
not regret the letting go, because I love you.
Then the part of you that once, long ago,
imperceptibly grew inside my heart will stay forever,
and you can always be,
in any sense that you ever were,
"mine".