Shielding Innocence

All those who have travelled this path before
A secret written in invisible ink taken to the grave
Testimony to heart pure as snow, a blank slate
Most dangerous place, vulnerable to temptation
Those who are bitten once, on their guard
Silence seal their lips, guardian angels they are not
Bruised, battered hearts weeping silently
Eyes glazed, with a prayer on their hearts
To save innocence from clutches of Satan
God they play not,  hiding their pain
Hoping their struggles are not in vain
To shield innocence as best as they can

Welcome:Week Forty Four of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with the Letter ” W”

The land of the free and the home of the brave does not feel too welcoming at this time.  Lady Liberty does not seems to be extending her hands any more to the tired, poor,huddled masses yearning to breathe free.  Rather the poor, huddled masses of the country were hoodwinked by the promise of erecting a wall to keep other poor, huddled masses out from this country.  I wholeheartedly support a fair immigration policy, a process that is legal.  It is not fair that every few years an amnesty be granted to people who are not legal residents.  That’s a mockery of the law.  But what stops the elected legislature to make a law to take care of the issue once for all.  Is it because without those immigrants, the life of the rich as they know it won’t be the same.  Will making a fair immigration law severely impact the lifestyle of the rich and the powerful?

But I digress.  I am not feeling very welcoming for last couple of weeks.  Just as I think that the nastiness of the election is past and we can slowly go back to be normal again, there comes a tweet from the POTUS elect.  Like a pouting child who always thinks that he/she has been misjudged or mistreated, every single event that pierces his thin skin becomes a rallying point for his tweet and a battlecry for his hard nosed followers to come rallying for him.  Those tweets are not allowing the country to heal.  Some silence from his tweets are most welcome.  He has won the election and he is most welcome to govern.  That’s his prerogative, he is welcome to it. Just stop this circus.

People are fearful of changes, what change would bring.  I think one should welcome change but needs to be on guard to ensure that rights are not trampled.  On that note, for week forty four of  my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”, I chose WELCOME as the starting word of my poem.  Hope my dear readers will welcome the poem.


This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Nov-30-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings

My Ten Commandments

Funny New Year’s resolution as personal list of ten commandments.

My Ten Commandments

Thou shall make New Year’s resolutions
To break
Because destruction leads to creation
As proven by The Big Bang

Now that the best
Is off my chest
It is time
To make the rest

Thou shall make a To Do List
Every morning to check at night
For one or two that gets done
Others left for tomorrow but that’s alright

Thou shall eat only what you need
It’s too bad that food
That’s bad for you
Tastes so good

Thou shall workout to get rid of
The Holiday fat
Though it may be difficult
To get up from bed

Thou shall take
Good care of your health
Though in the long run
It may reduce your wealth

Thou shall be proactive
Always up and running
Though it’s much more fun
To be procrastinating

Thou shall always be happy
Even though it may be difficult
When your wallet
Is always empty

Thou shall always be positive
Always keep smiling
Keeps people guessing
What’s your ulterior motive

Thou shall always help as much as you can
Keep the exit clear, so that
When the time comes
You can always run

Last but not the least or is the other way around
Scratching my head, I have lost my count
Just to make it short and sweet
I will be brief, no more tweet

Thou shall keep your mouth shut
Silence is golden, they say
Difficult to put your foot in your (closed) mouth
Try as hard as you may

Now that I have my list of ten
It is time to revisit number one
New Year’s resolutions made to be broken
Because breaking is really fun