Via one of the deep...ah, "thinkers" at The American Thinker (never has there been such a wildly inaccurate name in the entire history of the bleedin' universe), we learn that John Conyers is a traitor. So sez Investor's Business Daily, which helpfully assembles the terrifying evidence for us: The likely new chairman of the House Judiciary Committee says he’s just fighting bigotry in leading a Democrat jihad to deny law enforcement key terror-fighting tools. But he is in the pocket of Islamists. (More at Once Upon a Time…)
O! This vessel! It wants! O! It requests Bravery within it! As a child In a storm.
We know terror. It kills, and it drives our minds To heart-thrusted vengeance Of an incident, a day, a moment Replayed over and over.
Ominous! War is ominous!
O! War! War Abhors hope! Hates it Like a field of dancing flowers And children clad in dreams Upon their delight.
But peace.
O! Peace is the ship of our existence Floating upon the waters of our desire.
O! Peace brings laughter upon humankind And makes an ally of terror and war And the warmongers into utter fools. For peace has the dancing flowers Growing upon its fields As the child its enchantment.
O! This vessel! It must be wanted. This ship needs sailing, Guided bravely through!
This peace is full of living things;
Laughter and children’s unbridled glee Holding not revenge in their hearts Or weapons in their hands.
The likely new chairman of the House Judiciary Committee says he’s just fighting bigotry in leading a Democrat jihad to deny law enforcement key terror-fighting tools. But he is in the pocket of Islamists. (More at Once Upon a Time…)
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O! This vessel!
It wants! O! It requests
Bravery within it! As a child
In a storm.
We know terror.
It kills, and it drives our minds
To heart-thrusted vengeance
Of an incident, a day, a moment
Replayed over and over.
Ominous! War is ominous!
O! War! War
Abhors hope! Hates it
Like a field of dancing flowers
And children clad in dreams
Upon their delight.
But peace.
O! Peace is the ship of our existence
Floating upon the waters of our desire.
O! Peace brings laughter upon humankind
And makes an ally of terror and war
And the warmongers into utter fools.
For peace has the dancing flowers
Growing upon its fields
As the child its enchantment.
O! This vessel!
It must be wanted.
This ship needs sailing,
Guided bravely through!
Holding not revenge in their hearts
Or weapons in their hands.
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