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Nancy E Tracy Oct 2014
MY TURN........
                (to rant)

There was a time when Halloween
was lots of fun, no one was mean.
We didn't have to check our treats
and children safely crossed the streets.

And then the "seventies" arrived
with liberal concepts all contrived
to change our "Dull" society
bluring lines of propriety
bending rules of decency,
corruption, greed and call it "Free".

No freedom lies within these mores.
Suffering now, we've locked our doors.
We scan for weapons all  aboard
or come to school a frightened hoard.

Is this the "New Society" that once they blithely stated
would bring to us a world that's free of hatred, educated,

would bring us new insightfulness?
Devoid of all the frightfulness?

A better place for us to live?
A healthy place to raise our kids?

When mistress Miley gets on stage,
or "Beeber" gets arrested
are we really proud of them?
Well I'm not, I'm ashamed
  Oct 2014 Nancy E Tracy
Raj Arumugam
The preacher said
he was better
than the taxi-driver
because he showed
people, with all his words,
the way to Heaven

The taxi-driver said:
*"You might show them
the way to Heaven
but I show them the way
to God -
for everytime I start to drive
passengers start to pray
and they pray all the way
And I don't even have to say a word"
Nancy E Tracy Oct 2014
We were fish in the sea
sheep on the hill
when that dark, dreadful day came to pass.

There were some in their beds,
some out of their heads,
while the government sat on it's ***.

It came out of the  East
swift like an eagle
and covered the earth in a flash,

All things froze with a "Beep"
when the Net started falling
and out in the street you could hear people calling

"What just happened?" they wondered
while everyone pondered
Bill Gates wrung his hands in Dispair,

"Just what have I done,
now everything's gone
with the whole world as one
I was just having fun
now, my money's all gone
it's certainly not any fair!"
Boo Hoo
  Oct 2014 Nancy E Tracy
Adam Latham
The bright star of my life has dimmed
And casts in shade the years before,
When hope and love and longing brimmed
My youthful cup, but now no more.

Where is the time, those heady days
I courted brashly, blind and bold,
And squandered in so many ways
Without a thought of growing old.

Where have you gone my perfect youth
That once my heart and soul defined,
For now I face a dreadful truth,
Less days to come than left behind.
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