Another Day Of Beauty

Christmas Day.
Another day
Of beauty
In the sun…

…and down at the water's edge
Of the grand old Pacific Ocean
                meeting the ledge
Of our continent
Head on, and sometimes
In a troublesome way
Like today
                  I found myself
Reading, of all things,
Of political things
And of such things
            of all things
     about "progressive policies
That hurt black Americans…"
                         catching up
With what has been going on
In my native country
While I was away…
                                call this
For want of a better title:

Affirmative Action, And Other

Redistribution Techniques 

I see that

You have been sending blacks

To college on quotas and such

Preferential treatment schemes

                  to - what.

                  Make up

For past slights, even

All the way back

To slavery?

Gee.

How nice.

Not.

And preferential treatment

In voting as well,

                 treating them

Like citizens in a class

Of their own,

                     not needing

To confirm their identity

Because, well,

Just because.

Swell.  

   And don't make them

Show an ID at the bank

Either, to open

An account; or  

A dozen other things

In today's society.

Like a library card…

                    well.

Don't get me started.

                    I'm liable

To throw the book at you, 

Mr. AG Holder.

                 You and your

Department of 'Justice'.

                           My ass.

As for stealing elections:

Okay, you've had

Your fun

In the way of

The admonition:

'Don't get mad.

Get even.'  

If you can prove

The Republicans

Have engaged in 

Voting irregularities, 

Sue them.

         But what happens

When the Democrats do it

Under a Democrat

Administration

                  not only

Looking the other way

              but actively

Engaging in it??

And when I say 'it',

                    I mean

The scam, that

Is bringing this nation down

To the level

Of a banana republic, or

The old Soviet Union

Where 'It doesn't matter

Who votes, but who

Counts the votes'.   

If there is no Satan, there

Should be;

        so that I can say

'Get thee behind me'.

Because I would dearly

Love to kick some ass

At this time; help

To clean up this mess

That you people have made

Of a perfectly fine nation.

Not a perfect one. But

A well-started one.

                     One capable

Of great things, 

       if the people

       had risen

       to the occasion.

Well.  They still

Can.

Do you still have it in you

America, to see

The difficult times through

To a positive outcome?

Ot is it time

To call it quits

On the Grand Experiment

Of self-governance

And self-responsibility

And let a bum

Walk in, and take over

Like Obama is doing

As we speak??

                             Or

                 a rather

More enlightened being

                  announcing

               'The Game

Is over.  Count

Your chips

And then turn them in.

              The Reckoning

Will take place

Now

    to see

How you have done

Against your contract.'

With your Self.

Come hell

Or high water

At the end of 

The Age

Of Pisces

And the beginning 

Of an aqueous solution

To the problem

Of a querulous people.

Oh.  I almost forgot.

Been there.

Done that.

Well then.  Let's try

Another Way

To the End

Of an Era.

     Although

     this one

Is a rather more special one.

              This one -

Too, of a complete Precession -

          calls for

Ascension

     and the decision who

Makes the cut.  

                            More

Decisions…

            Will this thing

         of incarnation

      in a 3D illusion

Ever end??

                       Well

As a matter of fact

            the answer

     to that question

Is Yes.

             And to say

Rather abruptly.

                            For

Once the Play -

And known for what it is - 

                      is over

The real thing -

    of multidimensionality -

Begins

With a bang. 

And you will get the hang of it

Quickly.  For it is the way

You usually are

When you are not dreaming

That you are an island, entire

Of yourself

Only.

Come.

Join your family.

That's the spirit

Of the holiday

Anyway.

             The holy day

That you are celebrating

Unconsciously

As we speak

Of many things

Actually.