A soldier for the people
Who's been up and who's been down
Though while on his journey
He has never turned around.
Facing more than flesh and blood
With Worthington's two-faced hoard.
Opposing all who test his soul
With integrity as his sword.
The wicked casts their dark net
Over any they may charm.
Plotting to mislead the flock,
While pretending to do no harm.
He'll expose the devious daily
As he works for you and me.
We're not alone in our struggle
To preserve America the free.
His personal goals of well being
Will never stand in the way
Of doing his public duty
No matter what others may say.
His devotion shall prove contagious
It's the brilliance of his kind
What you find within him
Is great character of mind.
With faith and courage, he must live
For his life to be complete
With good morals and family life
He'll triumph, even in defeat.
He was raised to participate
Within his community
With his fellow men and women
He'll enrich life, hope and liberty.
By Tom Zart
McCain
We'll defeat terrorism as it should be fought
Never letting Satan's horde chase us to our door.
Safeguarding our borders and system of life
As our forefathers sacrificed before.
Never be afraid to be proud of America
And march with the brave, faithful and just.
Refusing to submit to the will of our enemies
Standing firm to preserve what we trust.
America has survived all attempts to destroy
Knowing the cruelty and sorrow of war
And we who remain must help keep her free
For those who can march no more!
Those who wish to be President
Must practice what they teach.
For their people need inspiring
To believe what they preach.
Take heed therefore, unto yourselves
You overseers of the flock
Or the voters shall cast you out
For your futures are not of rock.
Life may place us in deep waters
Though it doesn't wish us to drown.
It's our past record that lets others know
Who we are as we smile or frown.
If you wish to be remembered
From the truth you must never part.
Power corrupts the best of us
When we stop listening to our heart.
By Tom Zart
Hillary
An angry woman opens her mouth
And shuts her mind to reason.
She who stays slow to anger
Is loved by more each season.
Anger snuffs the lamp of thought
And it's hard to stay serene.
Where anger rules hatred thrives
Then the world we love turns mean.
She who fans the coals of hate
Has no reason to complain.
If some hot sparks scorch her face
Her anguish is thus her pain.
Anger is a human madness
Which consumes the heart and mind.
She who rules her spirit with love
Shall be praised by all mankind.
