Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Abortion and the Virus





 Abortion and the Virus
(by R.P.Edwards)

So in love
With babies blood
No will to stem
The virus flood
No thought to curb
The silent scourge
Or move to quell
The violent urge
And as they come
From distant sted
To sell their souls
As babes are bled
The authors of
This devil's day
Will cause the plague
To have it's way



Kentucky, Oklahoma, Colorado, Illinois, Missouri.

Five states represented at the Hope abortion Clinic in Granite City, Illinois.

Oh, to be sure, they come from more states than these. But on this day, amidst the great pandemic of 2020, when the order from our betters is to shelter in place unless you are deemed "essential;" on THIS day these come to have their inconvenient offspring gruesomely murdered; all with the blessing and protection of the leaders in Lincoln's beloved Springfield.

The utter hypocrisy of this mandate and method! Saying that killing the innocent is a "must have." BUT, adding to this gross error is the wilful ignorance that fails to see the potential for spreading the "virus" throughout a large portion of the country! For, you see, back and forth they come; five days a week; hundreds of them; thousands! AND, since the party in power so loves this devilment, they will let nothing, not even the spreading of the silent killer, hinder them.

So, oh medical bean counters and tabulators; when you wonder at the numbers that arise in places obscure; remember the states like Illinois; states that value ideology above the death of the very young and, for that matter, the death of any others.

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Anecdotal this!





Anecdotally Speaking
(by R.P.Edwards)

Anecdotal
That's for me!
So, sorry Mr. PhD
I know you're frantic
A troubled mind
You're aching for
That double-blind
But we'll do that later
Or on the fly
You see, right now
The people die
So we'll grab those pills
That ancient med
The ones when taken
Make not dead
And we'll give some hope
And perhaps set free
Because anecdotal
Was the one for me


Oh, the stretching of my steel-worker vocabulary!

New words (for me); Anecdotal, Asymptomatic, Efficacy (may have stumbled upon this one before).

In the news: the anti-malaria drugs, Hydroxychloroquine and Chloroquine, used for decades to battle the mosquito-born malady are approved by the FDA for quick dispersal. Oh, this is a thorn for those who want the old fashioned laborious testing before prescribing. Normally not a bad idea, BUT, since the side-effects of this duo are well known, and doctors (so I'm told) prescribe off-label (another new term) usage all the time; Hey! let's give it a shot!

You see, it seems there are a plethora of "Anecdotal" accounts where the meds work. Not a "blind-study" (also new) graph grabber; but more like, "We gave this to them, and they recovered."

So, wisdom prevails and the pesky bug (which I still think will not exceed influenza numbers) is on the way out.

BTW, our lives are full of "Anecdotal" influences: where to shop, get your car fixed, your hair cut. But the most important is the introduction to the Savior, Jesus. I followed that advice long ago with no regrets, and NO bad side effects.

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Tuesday, March 3, 2020

Mortal, after all




Mortal, after all
(by R.P.Edwards)

Mortal
Mortal
After all
Despite all efforts
ALL will fall
So be wise, mortals
Prepare for THEN
Because ever after
Will NEVER end



The Coronavirus, obsessively in the news. Born from a bat or a scientists' vat; it's coming, its inevitable, and it's going to kill...YOU!

Excuse me a moment while I LOL.

C'mon people; it's a FLU! Yeah, it's more sexy, more exotic. And it does seem to pass from one human to another a little better than most; but, like our run of the mill--here it comes again--influenza, it's the aged and already infirm who are more likely to succumb. 

So, by all means, let's wash our hands and bury our snouts in our elbow crease when we feel a cough or sneeze coming on. And yes, let's be kind and stay home if we're sick and let's be sure to keep "sickies" away from our kids. But, as the death toll slowly rises (as it inevitably will) let's also remember, soberly, the casualties resulting from the regular "bug" and, while we're at it, let's give a thought towards the suffering veterans who will commit suicide this day, or the troubled youths who will gun each other down in our "gun law" heavy major cities; or, the thousands upon thousands of innocent children who will be exterminated, with most of the left's hearty approval, in the abortionists' lair.

Yes, the Coronavirus is here, but it is merely one of the many "diseases" that ail us. Some of which, the most important, are of the soul.


The Coronavirus
(by R.P.Edwards)

The Coronavirus
A fancy flu
It does with vigor
What others do
So, wash your hands
And hold your spray
And the Coronavirus
Will fade away


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Friday, December 20, 2019

Founders? Really?






Founders?
(by R.P.Edwards)

Citing Founders
Stolen Cred 
Firm assertions
What THEY said!
But be careful children
When you do
For the Founders God
Is watching...you 



In the news: the Democrat controlled House of Representatives rushes to judgement and votes to impeach the people's duly elected president, Donald J. Trump. Oh yes, a coming election in less than a year's time could oust said chief executive but, due to fear of failure in this area; the "peoples" house decided to try another desperate way.

An observation: there was a solemn (their word) session when many Democrats voiced from the House floor their heavy obligation to remove (attempt) the President from his post. Often the Founders (Framers) of the Republic were mentioned. Sometimes scripture was invoked. Words like "honor, integrity, duty" were uttered. And, of course, the sacred Constitution was dusted off and waved like a banner on flag day.

Here's a "truly" solemn reminder: the modern Democrat party is, quite literally, the party of death. In recent years they have pushed their lust for infant blood to the place of the birth canal and beyond. And, when I hear their pious platitudes (albeit sincere, I suppose) I can't help but filter them through the practice they so heartily endorse and that God literally hates. Yes, no matter their station, or education, or lists of accomplishments and accolades associated with these; since they en masse willingly choose that which is damnable; their words mean nothing.

Of course, this admonition does not end in the donkey's stall. No, ALL elements of the right, no matter which niche of the Constitution they cling to; these also need to center to this fundamental place. That is: human life is sacred and must be protected. It is our first unalienable right, and without it, the Republic will, and should, fall.  

There's another impeachment in the wind. It's coming next November and although I will continue to dutifully pray for all those in authority, I truly hope ALL those who have so grossly dishonored our beginnings and refuse to turn...will be expelled.

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Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Radicalized, two kinds






Radicalized
(by R.P.Edwards)

The aging minister
Knelt and sighed
And prayed his flock
Would be radicalized
That they'd hear God's Word
And know its worth
That they'd walk His will
While here on earth...



So, just before Christmas--the holiday celebrating Christ's birth--three young American service members attending flight training school in Pensacola, Florida, are dead due to the possible "radicalization" of an also attending Saudi student.

Yes, yes, the investigation continues and "terrorism" isn't the official verdict just yet, but really, here's the question: Why do we even entertain the possibility that a foreign "someone" might suddenly decide to take their faith to the extreme? 

Oh, I know, such talk might be considered "Islamophobic," but honestly it is not my intent to speak disparagingly of those who hold to the teachings of Islam; they are what they are. However, how often have we seen someone (usually male) who, for whatever reason, becomes overly "devout" and then commences to act out what they consider a deadly divine directive?

Here's my point; why take the chance? Why entertain the possibility? Why play the guessing game of "not if, but when"? I suppose our bureaucratic "betters" can give a plethora of reasons.

None of which will give solace to the families of three murdered Americans.

The poem continues...

...That they'd love the enemy
That they'd seek the lost
That they'd be like Jesus
At any cost
That they'd consume the Bible
And be heavenly wise
And at last like Christ
They'd be radicalized 

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Wednesday, August 21, 2019

It's ALWAYS personal




It's ALWAYS personal
(by R.P.Edwards)

Personal deaths
Are always worse
When we know their name
And follow the hearse 
But other deaths
Are no less real
Though we know them not
And we have no "feel"...


This humble offering began in early August--the third--when the "news" later in the day became consumed with the horrific happenings in Ohio and Texas: Innocents murdered by crazed rifle-bearers. Horrible stuff.

That morning, however, before the newsworthy carnage, I found myself briefly on the sidewalk outside a notorious abortion clinic in Southern Illinois. In this fortified structure innocent children are routinely ushered to the next life via the most grisly means imaginable, and have been for decades. It is routine and mind-numbing, but there were no journalists, no cameras, no appreciable notice by any except those going in; those who work there; those pleading from the walkway, and of course..."the Supreme Judge of the world."

Not much more to say other than the obvious: when death is personal...we notice. Yes, when a loved one dies or someone we can relate to is murdered (someone's child, someone's friend, someone's spouse or parent) then our "feeler" kicks in and we invest.

But, dear reader, the innocent unborn are just as human, just as "known" to God as those with a face and a history. And, as long as we fail to recognize them; as long we allow, and even encourage their blood to be shed, can we honestly expect "other" murders to decrease? 

The poem continues:


...So before we cry
And with rage lament
Let's remember ALL
Whose life is spent
Not just our measure
That is finite and few
But the measure of God
That includes
Even you






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Monday, July 15, 2019

Why no gratitude?




Not even a Thank You?
(by R.P.Edwards)

Gratitude in short supply
And with our gifts
We wonder why
For others paid
With pain and blood
To buy our rights
To stem the flood
To make a land
Where ALL can fly
Where stars are reached
By those who try
And yet a many
Upon the stand
They shame the past
They bite the hand
Forgetful children
Or never taught
They mock the treasure
That lives have wrought
And eat the feast
Of freedom's bloom
But in there heart
They have no room
And so we turn
As they despise
And leave their tantrum
Ever "I"!
And close the door
And wonder why
Why gratitude is
In short supply


It seems to be a regular occurrence; an aggrieved athlete for some reason upset with some aspect of the country (the current flavor: President Trump) so they choose to dishonor the blood bought land that gave them the opportunity for stardom and wealth, and kneel during the National Anthem.

Ho hum.

I get it that they're upset, but I don't get the broad-brush dissing that they insist on. Surely there's plenty of cameras and microphones available to make their case, but disrespect is their choice. And...I wonder why?

Well, part of the reason must be education. We simply don't teach respect as something of importance. And the next reason is the heart itself. That, however, is dealt with at an alter where kneeling (at least on the inside) is a must.

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