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I answered the call

Updated on March 28, 2016
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Poetry is the food of the soul. It's my greatest contribution to the world and an area I can always grow.


What started out as a poem about the honor of a solider turned into a piece about the events we are seeing in America today - when society is being bombarded by multiple negative messages coming from the political machine that is trying to destroy the very fabric of this nation through manipulation, division, and violence. Pay heed to the words and hopefully decide to stand up for what is right.

When the machine broke free from its camouflage

Its underbelly exposed, but hardened nonetheless

Engines came to life belching thick dank smoke

The battle lines would be drawn and drawn again

The money flowed like the water of life

Hypnotizing, mesmerizing, and proselytizing

Feeding the masses with words of division

Man pitted against woman, black against white

The voices of religion collided in all-out war

Nonsense replaced common sense

With indoctrination being called education

Correctness the new social justice cry

When the voices of the anti- tried to shout us down

Some of our boys and girls were left behind

Trapped on the front lines of the campuses

Marching lockstep with the organizers

And when the riots came they joined

Holding signs with words beyond comprehension

Without a care they shouted “socialism”

Give us everything and make it free

Lost were our youth, their potential absorbed

Overtaken by the false narrative of hope

And then came the talking heads

With their constant droning and babbling

Drumming out the message of avoidance

Stirring the cauldron of anarchy

Calling hope, hate, and hate, hope

Taking orders from the almighty funders

Yet good men and women emerged

No longer would they be shadow bound

Together they stood and made their voices heard

To everyone they implored their words

“Break free from the yoke of control”

“Take back that which rightfully is yours”

When everything we love is on the line

Where will you be, what will you say

When liberty may mean the death of us all

Quietly and with confidence

I will proudly say that I…

I answered the call


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  • Dana Tate profile image

    Dana Tate 20 months ago from LOS ANGELES

    Great hub with a strong and powerful message. I think at the end of our lives we would all like to say that we answered the call. Meaning, we all contributed our part into making this world a better place. This poem gives me food for thought.

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    Chitrangada Sharan 20 months ago from New Delhi, India

    Great hub-- passionate and so much relevant in the present scenario!

    Thanks for sharing this!

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    CrisSp 20 months ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

    Your words are very powerful!

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    Ralph Schwartz 20 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Thanks Phyllis - nice of you to stop by, hope to see you again!

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    Phyllis Doyle Burns 20 months ago from High desert of Nevada.

    Wow! Very strong and passionate message here, Ralph. Very well-written and gives one a lot to ponder on and wake up to! Thanks for sharing these thoughts.

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    manatita44 20 months ago from london

    From the standpoint of poetry this is very good; insightful. While I have to repeat that I do not usually enter the political arena, your points are logical and one is almost inclined to agree.

    We are perhaps more sophisticated now, true, but there has always been a Salome and her mother, or should we just say connivers and schemers, including men?

    You speak of standing up for what is right and answering the call. Commendable on one level, but again, we can run into areas which drain our energies and over which we have little or no control.

    Does that mean we do nothing? I am a servant. I look at the problem and recognise that we will all act differently; respond in a way such as we feel compelled to do. This is healthy. May the eternal healer guide our thoughts and actions. In Light and Love.