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O America!

Ole’ Glory, artwork & photo by dfav.
America?
O America, where are you?
No sight of you from our dwellings where COVID,
Government mandates and fear of one another
Has turned our homes into our tombs.

Liberty Bell?
Where is your peal, your ringing?
No sound from you, no bell rings out, just 
Madness, yelling, screaming, audio chamoflauging
That America's heartbeat has died.

Lady Liberty?
Why is your beacon darkened?
Who swooped in and stole your light,
The melting pot you pointed the way for
Has turned off your purpose, will you be toppled next?

Old Glory?
Do those stars and stripes fly anywhere still?
Flags are burning and stomped on,
Degraded, slashed, fouled with the hatred of so many
O Glory my eyes long for the sight of you.

Mighty Eagle,
Have you been shot from the sky as well?
Who clipped your majestic and powerful wings,
Have your nests and young been shred?
Are those tears in your eyes flowing down too?

Freedom?
Where did you last go down?
Who drove the last nail in your coffin?
Whose hollow bullet stopped your heart,  
When did the bill for your cost come due and go unpaid?

Christians?
Do you still exist, even underground?
Not talking about denominations, or religion,
Not talking about a list of do's and don't but
Those with authetic, life challenged, Bible believing BELIEVERS.

America?
O America, where are you?
Who grieves the loss of a 244 1/2-year-old country?
Who recognizes you even died?
Is there any or enough of you left to give us hope?

God?
O Holy Father, I know where You are.
You are here, You are always here.
For such a time as this You have raised us to exist.  
Father God, guide me, what would You have me do now?

---dfav
1/23,25 & 2/1/2021

Where We Are

Photo by Juan Pablo Serrano Arenas on Pexels.com
Eyes are weeping, weeping,
Rivers overfill their banks.
Still the eyes keep weeping, weeping.
Blinded no more by evil's lies,
That freedom could be free.
Eyes are weeping, weeping.

Ears are hearing, hearing.
Stolen lives for many reasons.
Innocent blood those ears are hearing, hearing.
Silenced no longer by ignorance,
Life's blood is a gift of God,
Ears will keep on hearing, hearing.

Tongues are tasting, tasting,
The bitterness and bitterness of sins,
Palates aren't cleansed tongues are tasting, tasting.
Sour, smokey, rotten, hot,
Shovels are force feeding ashes
Tongues are tasting, tasting.

Hearts are shattered, shattered,
For goodness can't be found.
Worthless promises, hearts shattered, shattered.
But the Evil Beast is well fed
The flesh and bone of the vulnerable and innocent
Hearts completely shattered, shattered.

Arms are empty, empty.
Children, the young, the old victimized.
By those whose souls are empty, empty.
No longer does any one breath fresh air.
Is there hope or is it too dead?
Arms achingly empty, empty.

Souls are turning, turning.
Some to view the Eastern sky.
Souls are turning, turning
Some to continue to rob, murder, steal.
Some strain to see their Jesus,
Souls are turning, turning.

Ears are hearing, hearing.
Eyes are seeing, seeing.
Tongues are praising, praising.
Hearts are rejoicing, rejoicing.
True, forever freedom is arriving, arriving.
Arms lift hands towards, heaven, heaven.

----dfav
1/25/2021

What Change in this Wind?

Photo by Jeffrey Czum on Pexels.com
With all that 2020 has involved,
Covid-19,
Face masks,
Shut downs,
Shortages,
Limitations,
I wonder at this newest storm,
What once cold will now be warm?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Protests,
Riots,
Looting,
Crime,
Calls for justice, equality
I shiver at these chilling winds,
Will America ever mend?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Isolation,
Disruptions,
Unemployment,
Threats,
Hate upon hate,
I'm saddened that we've come to this,
What next in all this craziness?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Elections,
Lies,
Politics,
Untruthful media,
Evil erupting,
I ache with shame this is who we are,
How did we allow us to slip this far?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Health crisis,
Diagnosis,
Miles to travel,
Prayer itself,
God remains steadfast,
I pray for answers and solutions,
I pray somehow God will bring resolutions.

With all that 2020 has involved,
It could get worse,
It could get better,
Hearts could mend,
Friendships begin,
God could reign free again,
I clasp His hand for I see the winds,
They're roaring at us, change they send.

-----dfav
10/30/2020

We Pray to Understand

We pray to understand what it is we see,

Perhaps grasp the deeper meaning,

Of all lives from sea to sea,

Regardless of money, status or heritage.

We pray to understand the hatred,

For the color of anyone’s skin,

The very reasons honor seems dead,

Amongst those attacking without regard.

We pray to understand the reasons

For the riots, disrespect and lies,

It feels like it’s some crazy open season

If you’re not exactly who they are.

We pray to understand the senseless taking

Of property, dreams and human lives

Where is victory in all this violence growing,

For it seems to only be making things worse?

We pray to understand the passiveness,

Of people whose indifference ’til now

Is part of the reason for this mess,

Being intentional or not doesn’t matter.

We pray to understand our need

To fit into this world gone astray

To fulfill our own wants and greed,

Being politically correct has gone on way to long.

We pray we understood it all,

Of what blame belongs to us,

Being humble and repentant is Your call,

With this respondence You show us the way.

—-dfav

9/25/2020

Don’t Dance with the Devil

Don’t dance with the devil

Don’t give him a whirl or two,

He’ll trap you before you know

What has imprisoned you.

Don’t think you can control

The places he’ll take you,

His schemes race so quickly

Zero to a million and two.

Don’t accessorize with his symbols

Expecting he’ll turn away.

Playing dress-up with the devil?

He’ll destroy your soul each day.

Don’t dance with the devil

For he pays for the band,

And he who controls the music

Soon has you in his hand.

-dfav

1/3/2020

The America I Know

Photo courtesy of Angel Kaye.

The America I know?
She’s resilient and strong.
She’s feisty and determined,
Been the underdog in the fight,
But, the America I know?
Believed in fighting for the right.

The America I know?
Cared for her own.
Cared about values and honesty,
Even when the price was high,
But, the America I know?
Seems to have forgotten why.

The America I know?
Has given the blood of her finest,
Has wept with the broken hearted,
For the human rights of her own
But, the America I know?
Has fought for others like her own home grown.

The America I know?
Set today aside to observe,
Those fallen military personnel
Who have given the ultimate sacrifice.
But, the America I know?
Could heed true Godly advice.

The America I know,
Shouldn’t forget God comes first,
That our freedoms came with a cost
And we can’t stop paying the price.
The America I know,
Honors the ones making the sacrifice.
        dfav 5/29/17

—Donna

To Honor Our Veterans of Pearl Harbor Day

This image was pinned from the internet.  Original artist wasn’t given.  

That flag you’re stomping on?
That flag you’ve burned?
That protesting you’re doing?
That choice you made and voted?
The church you’re attending?
Or the one that you’re not?
The lifestyle you’re living?
Just in case you’ve forgot,
Your life of freedoms?
It didn’t come for free.
We don’t always get it right,
We’re going to disagree,
But one thing is for certain,
Our lives didn’t come to us free.
People have given,
Sometimes their all,
To assure our tomorrow
Thousands have taken the ultimate fall.
Respect their sacrifice if nothing else,
Refrain from expressing contempt,
For them and the country who’s military
Paid and pays for the freedoms you’ve kept.
Honor our Pearl Harbor veterans today.
Both those alive and those not,
Say a word of gratitude please,
Or at least refrain from bashing the lot.
        dfav 12/7/16

—Donna

I Believe

The views expressed in this poem are those of the poet.  Me, myself and I.  As much as I believe in these things and more, I also believe you have the right to express and own your own opinions and beliefs.  More than anything, I believe America owes a huge debt of gratitude to those past and present who have served in times of peace and war, within our boundaries and outside them, to create this country and maintain our freedoms.

My personal veteran, my husband.

I don’t believe in violence,
I don’t believe the hue of a person’s skin,
Or who they choose to love,
Or what country they were born in,
Makes them better or less than,
The rest of the population.

I do believe in common sense,
I do believe there’s more than one way to win,
I do believe when push comes to shove,
There’s right and wrong and sin is sin,
And of wrong God is no fan,
Even if we’re a hurting nation.

I don’t believe it’s right to burn our flag,
I don’t believe it’s cool to break the law,
I don’t believe bullying solves anything,
Nor do temper tantrums in the streets,
For when our arrogance shows,
None of us are attractive people.

I do believe in a simpler life without hash tags,
I do believe in the power of hammer and saw,
I do believe in God and the power of praying,
And this is a time for knees not feet,
For few of us know,
The cost of our freedoms for home and steeple.

               dfav 11/11/16

—Donna

How Great It Is (Reflection on Deut. 4:7)

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Naive or misguided?
Misled or conned?
When was freedom,
Ever easily won?

One war or two?
Revolution or world?
We believed then.
God willing, we’d win.

The Israelites prayed,
God, set us free.
And He heard them,
Freed’em from misery.

Before them God went,
Cloud and fire,
They panicked, gave up,
Demanded an idol.

Reminds me of the USA,
Lost in a wasteland,
Unsure who we are,
Risked enough, gone to far?

The world’s looking now,
What will we do,
Put our head in the sand,
Bow our heads, fold our hands?

Deuteronomy 4:7 tells Israel,
They were blessed to have,
A God who was near them,
When they prayed to Him.

Couldn’t that be the US again,
If we humble ourselves and,
Truly pray to Him?
Can we be humble again?

73% of American’s say,
They are Christians but,
Biblical truth in laws,
Aren’t reflected at all.

Let me encourage you,
Who write and craft,
To give witness for God,
Create truth on His sod.

Genesis says He made,
Adam in his image,
So our creativity call,
Comes from the God of us all.

Now is our time,
To help reignite America,
First to much praying,
Then to much working.

Encourage wrongs righted,
And laws rightly fixed,
Our leaders to lead well,
The truth always tell.

Our God will be near us,
He’ll be part of our hearts,
Let’s turn America’s direction,
Work for everyone’s salvation.

Can we be again,
An example of God’s blessings?
I commit to praying we can,
Will you pray with me we can?
              dfav 9/15/15
–Donna

Is this a Darkest Day?

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(Compiled using Photoshop)

This is among the most uncertain I thought I’d never see,
In the land of the brave and the home of the free,
Where the flag that flys red, white and blue,
Has come to stand for something less noble, less true.
It had fewer stars back when Francis Scott Key,
Searched through the night and penned “O say can you see?…”
Perhaps it’s glorious beauty tugged at hearts more
When American shores weren’t a revolving door.
Many a soldier has served America with pride,
And stood up for its ideals fighting side by side.
Some looked at us and saw the defender of the weak,
Others saw us as a bully to the strong.
But when I saw the flag, snapping in the wind,
I never once thought this blessing would end.
Our military was tough, strongest in the world,
Our government cared about people their lives unfurled.
“In God we Trust” wasn’t an ancient motto,
Our leaders prayed to God without sorrow.
Now the flag flys haphazardly in fewer places,
People burn it and laugh in our faces,
We object to the disrespect but quiet too long,
Our leaders merely do a dance and song.
Our flag, Ole’Glory, Our Banner, Our rallying point,
May the future I can’t see put you back in front.
She’s a beautiful sight to those who understand,
She didn’t come free and she needs a hand.
Fifty states strong from the original thirteen,
God bless us and may America ever be.
            d.f.a.v. 7/2/15
—Donna