Lower the flag to half-staff.
Sing out loudly. Repeat the refrain:
Let us honor the legacy
And life of Senator John McCain.

McCain was the son and grandson of navy
Admirals. In his wild past he
Garnered a nickname from fellow students
Due to his cockiness: McNasty.

Later McCain's cockiness
Transformed into pluck, resolve, and verve.
Following in his father's footsteps,
He, too, decided to serve.

McCain proved that he could succeed
Despite not being at the top of his class.
Though he was fifth from the bottom at the
Academy, he would still pass.

Off to Southeast Asia he went.
On one mission while trying to destroy
A power plant, his plane was shot down
Over the skies of central Hanoi.

Captured, brutally beaten, and tortured,
McCain spent over 2,000 days
At the "Hanoi Hilton"--not what he
Would call in life his happiest phase.

Released in 1973
And broken in body but not in spirit,
He'd serve his country in other ways.
Life gets you down only if you fear it.

Elected to the House in '82
And then to the Senate in '86,
McCain wanted to make a difference
By throwing himself into politics.

In his first run for president,
A smear campaign did him in.
He tried again in 2008,
But again he wasn't meant to win.

A "maverick" they called McCain.
He didn't seek glory, fame, or applause.
Fighting for causes larger than himself
Was truly fighting for a real cause.

Many a politician on both
The right and left would admit to be a fan
Of John McCain. One didn't have to
Agree with him to respect the man.

Not afraid to admit his mistakes,
And though often called a hawk,
McCain came around to admit his error
In having supported the war in Iraq.

He'd also call out the president
If the leader abused his power
Or acted in ways that he considered
Unseemly. McCain would never cower.

McCain was also quick to forgive.
Note his efforts: for peace to thrive,
He pressed to restore relations with
Vietnam in '95.

"We need to learn the lessons of history,"
McCain declared. He also detested
Hearing the media called the enemy.
When he heard that, he protested.

Although he called himself an "imperfect
Public servant," McCain had style.
Not afraid to compromise,
He reached out to colleagues across the aisle.

The "joyful warrior" and "lion of the Senate"
Lived with dignity and honor, and not
Like some people in power to whom
Such qualities are an afterthought.

John McCain's battles in life
And challenges would never cease
Until he succumbed to a brain tumor.
May he now rest in peace!

Lower the flag to half-staff.
Sing out loudly. Repeat the refrain:
Let us honor the legacy
And life of Senator John McCain.

-by Bob B (8-28-18)

Miracles, Spiritual and Blessings
What do they have in common?
Simply speaking, encouragement with a talk with the Lord in overcoming a Health battle
Heaven holds the key
It’s the amazement for all to see
Health issues Doctors really don’t understand
A call to jesus is in demand
A dial up being prayer
Now let’s continue on from here
Senator John McCain has been diagnosed with Brain Cancer
Father in Heaven look on Senator John McCain
He needs a healing, but if it is your will
Doctors can on rely on a medicine pill
But Jesus you are truly the one that can fulfill
Please heal Senator McCain from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet
Encourage his family to look up
Lord, you are in control and for the family to not get fed up
I am a witness to what you can do
I had health issues at birth
Yet Doctors finalized that I would be leaving this Earth
Death and nothing but Death on the Doctor’s lips
But the Lord had other plans and living being an extended life
The Doctors said I will only live to the age of 7
Witness God’s miracle for all and Senator McCain, I am 60 years old and still living under Heaven’s breathing oxygen
Senator McCain never lose sight
This is only a temporary spite
Healing power coming from above
Blessings that come down below
Senator McCain, please take it slow
Of course be careful and patient as you go
Lord, give Senator McCain my praying hand
Let it reach him like a caravan
This I pray
Connection my relay
Amen on this day.

The president gazed out the White House window.
Squinting to see through the mist and rain,
He gasped as he made out the faint outline
Of the USS John S. McCain.

His pallid face froze in a grimace.
Turning, he said, “That just can’t be.
It has to be an apparition.
How could the ship be here in D.C.?”

Consulting his television set,
He let out a scream of utter disdain.
The image was on his TV screen:
The USS John S. McCain.

Dashing around the Oval Office
Like a madman, completely deranged,
He called his advisers, blathering madly,
"The name of that ship has to be changed!"

Off to Asia the president flew.
As he took in the view from his plane,
Down below him his eyes fell upon
The USS John S. McCain.

"Why…why…must he torment me?"
He asked his wife in a fit of despair.
He bit his lip with so much force,
The blood gushed out, causing a scare.

"Give me a towel!" he yelled. He held it
Up to his lip, which was throbbing in pain.
Moments later the blood left an image:
The USS John S. McCain.

Members of the president's team
Rushed to find places to hide.
Contradicting the angry boss
Would be political suicide.

The president, loving to bully others,
Finds his impulses hard to restrain.
May he be haunted forever and ever
By the USS John S. McCain.

-by Bob B (6-10-19)

You helped me to see beyond mountains and you achieve above valleys
Senator John McCain, you died with dignity and honor
Your devotion to Politics was Washington, DC’s gain
Your life will always be instilled in our hearts
Your mark being your first time as a Soldier and when you entered the floors of the Senate
Your war battles were strong and fierce
Yet you stayed the course
This gave you strength to be the Senate’s force
Achiever is your accomplishment
Each given speech was your emotions for the American people
Courage was first hand
Arizona mourns
But you passed through in a desert storm being your moment
Cactus trees saluted in honor
It was your mission that you achieved victory in every sense
It didn’t matter if was a battle with President Trump or the GOP
It was your presence in going forth for all to see
You covered both sides of the track being a Soldier and a Senator
You were the Veterans mouthpiece in fighting for their rights
Salute now and forever more
Yet, you want the American people to remember you in always being prepared to do battle
Fighting for what’s right
You opened the Senate floor in plain sight
Your scars are many
But there is only one Senator John McCain
It was commitment and responsibility that were your vital signs
However, your work was complete
Heaven called and said, “I will give you rest”
Each given period in your Senate years was a test
But you always gave your best
You passed each time
This achievement is your reward to Heaven inviting you to come up
Join the many before
Your history will follow for sure
Cannons are going off in the distance in your honor
But your spirit will always have a Washington, DC Capitol presence
You will always be remembered as the Well Spoken Resident
You ask that the American people, Family and Friends in not to cry for you
“I was a Soldier”
Hold your head up
Just Salute
Your victory has already been won
You are now in Heaven being among
Continue on my work you would say, and let my previous words be your guide
From time to time, my spirit will stop by
Washington, DC has loss but became Heaven’s gain
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again
As I laid in the Capitol Rotunda, think on me as a Veteran and a Senator
I salute you Soldier and Senator John McCain
My heartfelt sorrow and remembrance will always remain.

By: Cedric McClester

Long live the name
Of John McCain
Who felt some rain
But then again
Knew sunshine too
As we all do
An imperfect man
Through and through

Long live the name
Of John McCain
Who served his country
Without refrain
A prisoner of war
Who bore that stain
With unrivaled courage
Despite the pain

Long live the name
Of John McCain
A flawed man
But all the same
Loved his country
And was never her bane
Both as a sailor
And the senator he became

Long live the name
Of John McCain
Who fought with honor
Simple and plain
How else is there
To explain
That America’s loss
Is heaven’s gain








Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights reserved.

By: Cedric McClester

He isn’t a fan of
John McCain
But the fact of the matter
Will remain
Despite the hurtful
Words he said
John McCain
Is no less dead

John McCain
Was a prisoner of war
The same war
Trump chose to ignore
Yet he is still
Keeping score
Against a dead war hero
Because Trump is a bore

I believe what
Will Shakespeare said
The evil men do
Lives on when they’re dead
From the play Julius Caesar
Which Trump never read
Makes one wonder what goes on
Inside his small head

He’ll never be the man
That John McCain was
You only have to look at
What that narcissist does
To know that he’s sick
Because, because
No one makes more faux pas










Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.

I want to get hit by a BMW.
I want to get hit by a Mercedes.
I want to get run over by a Porsche.
Something big.
I want to get smeared against the pavement
by a Cadillac Escalade.
I want to get hit by one of those big *******
who drag gasoline across the continent,
but I want the driver to be a manic psychopath.
I want him to stalk me on the sidewalk
and then run me over slowly.
He's not any coward, not like those bald patriarchal
Corvette drivers in polo shirts tucked into khakis.
No, he's a great fat man, a hairy beast with
a crooked stare that slows the pulse on impact.
I want the police to cringe or get scared interrogating him,
and haul his truck somewhere to be inspected.
I want the price of gas in nearby areas to go up
by at least fifteen cents for two weeks.
I want to get hit by a BMW.
I want to roll over the windshield,
and drag under the bottom for about ten yards.
I want to separate at the middle and leave organs on his
left side view mirror and hanging on his hood ornament.
I want to seep blood deep into his car,
and when he turns on his heat,
he'll smell my blood full blast in his face
burning.
I want to wreck the car inside and out.
I want to get hit by a car with a McCain sticker on the bumper.
I don't want to get hit by some middle class Ford or Honda,
or someone's ****-level Chevy or beat up jalopy.
I want to get hit by a BMW.
I want the driver to make his tires scream like banshees,
and leave four long streaks of rotten burned rubber on the asphalt.
I want him to step out in business attire, and gasp, inwardly.
I want to flip off the sky, because my aim is bad,
and call him a coward for hitting the brakes.
I want him to think,
"What did I do?
Is he Okay?
What am I going to do?
What if I lose my license?
How will I get to work?
How will I pay for this.
Does my insurance cover
vehicular manslaughter?
I'm not alone right?
I'll get through this.
I'll survive.
I'll just be another statistic.
That's all."

John McCain's mother's husband continued to drive buses for a living after retiring as a bus driver in 1954. Then his wife died and they celebrated their 35th anniversary. After John McCain's mother enjoyed a successful abortion, the aborted baby was born in good health and grew up to be 18 years old in under 19 years. Lyndon Johnson started the Vietnam War and told John McCain to bomb Hanoi orphanages in self-defense a lot.

JOHN MCCAIN HAS HAD HIS FUNERAL
BOTH SIDES OF POLITICS WERE THERE



ONE POLITICIAN WAS NOT PRESENT
PRESIDENT TRUMP WAS NOT ANY WHERE



DON'T COME TO THE FUNERAL
DON'T COME THROUGH THE DOOR
DON'T EVEN SHOW YOUR FACE



EVEN THOUGH I HAVE PASSED AWAY
I AM STILL IN THE POLITICAL RACE


REST IN PEACE JOHN MCCAIN