The times are chaotic
and the world is changing
all around me and I
feel swept in the confusion.
False promises are spread out
like marmalade on toast,
and the innocent believe
because they are unaware
of the half-truths uttered
by the false prophets.
And I, a poet am not sure
how to counteract
the false veneers worn
by these charismatic deceivers.
Some nights, I cannot sleep
pondering where can I
begin to deal with
the evil of these men.
I look to the heavens,
but nothing falls but rain.
Ruth Wildes Schuler
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Saturday, March 7, 2009
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