Dim Bulbs

There's nothing left of America for
God to bless: no matter who wins,
we all lose. Have never seen such
division - united? Hardly. Seperated

by race/culture/belief - all for one and
all for ... themselves. Certainly not
for all, because someone offends.
Want to take care of the rest of the

world, can't take care of our own --
here -- in our backyard. Compassion
gone the way of God and Christmas --
there isn't one. Not MINE, anyway,

because HE stepped on one too many
toes. Out of sight, out of mind? Seems
that way. Apathy rules the land: anger
and sadness rising faster than the stock

market's plunge into the deeps. Looking
for the Light but dim bulbs let it burn out:
and we're electing more tomorrow! They
say He's coming. NOW would be good ....

(c) 2008, Karla Dorman.