How do we mentor our burgeoning youth
in these times of unequalled stretchings of truth?
Teach them to sort out these rash acts of treason,
to approach them with heart and strain them through reason.
Teach them hating is wrong and exclusion is selfish—
that plastic’s destroying our coral and shellfish.
That medical care should be something for all
and that hoarding of wealth brings a country’s last fall.
Teach them the future is theirs to decide.
Teach them the truth of whom to deride.
Teach them that facts being taught by their teachers
may rival what they’re being taught by some preachers
and those who would rule to win their own gain,
lining their pockets again and again
with tax cuts that only extend to the rich
while the trickle-down theory develops a hitch.
Teach them to sort out rhetoric from fact.
Teach them to care and to vote and to act
to stretch out the privilege to blanket us all.
We are not alone on this spinning great ball.
Our former meddling and incredible gall
is why we’re considering building a wall
to keep out the hungry and frightened downtrodden
who come to us weary, exhausted and sodden.
They ask for asylum and our protection
from dictators who have prompted defection
much as many Americans are fleeing south
to avoid the stupidity and the vile mouth
of the dictator who is now ruining our land
with illogical thinking and truth that is canned.
Who will mentor whom in this crazy new world
once the last hateful invectives are hurled?
Our world has been sold out for profit and gain—
overseen by leaders opportunistic and vain.
Perhaps it’s our youth who will now mentor us
to sort out the truth from this internet fuss.
As in the old legend, They’ll teach the uncouth
to forsake propaganda for naked truth.
It’s hoped that our youth wake us up from our doze
to point out the truth of our Emperor’s new clothes!!
The Weekly Challenge Weekend prompt is “burgeoning.”

Whoever did this got the hands and the ankles wrong. Brilliant though 🙂
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Other parts seem to be spot on, though, don’t you think?
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Have you been seeing the South Park clips on YouTube? Worth a watch.
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No. Can you give a link? my stepsons used to live in South Park..Yes it really is based on the Colorado mountain community where its founders lived. I’ve been there…long ago.
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here’s a recent one about eyessss
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Oh wow did not know SP was a real place.
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excellent. What a thinker you are. So very intelligently written
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Is this Ann? I see by your internet number (can never remember what to call those things) that you are from Oregon but no name…Thanks for commenting.
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I must apologize for putting this image before your eyes and into your memory!!!
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Brilliant, Judy! And thank you for taking part in our challenge.
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You are very welcome. Thanks for the prompt…
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So funny Judy – and your poem hits hard on the real issues – love it
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You are just brilliant, girl❣️
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Blush…I see you are from McCallen, Texas, but don’t know who this is. Is it Sam? For some reason you aren’t identified..Please just sign your name so I know who to thank.
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Well said! I have a lot of faith in young people. We weren’t stupid back then. They aren’t either. They’ll make mistakes and then?
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I wish I could un-see this…………………………..
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I know… I couldn’t resist, but I’ve already apologized so will just double that apology. And isn’t part of you glad you saw it?
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Er………………………………… no.
Driving back from town once, I had a similar instance seeing a blubbery naked man in his conservatory. I shudder every time we pass his house as I cannot un-see that gross sight.
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And now I bring it back to your memory.. Sorry.
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Don’t worry about it. I think I’ve seen worse sizzling on our beach slathered in oil…………. not a pretty sight when you can’t see the swimming trunks for the flab!!!
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Brilliant, Judy!
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How true Judy. Excellent take my friend
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Thanks, Sadje. I got a blasting letter for my last anti-Trump poem. Let’s see what that person says to this one. I think she actually dropped my blog so probably won’t see it.
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I love your poem because it’s spot on. If anyone disagrees, they aren’t worth having as a follower.
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Agreed.
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You’re welcome
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But in spite of her prediction that half my viewers would drop my blog, she was the only one who did! Or at least who told me she did.
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Good riddance I’d say. I’ve stopped following many people because of their pro Trump stance.
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I haven’t found many on Word Press.
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There are a few. But one stopped following me and the rest I stopped following
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Thank goodness the picture is small on my phone.😝 The poem is brilliant. I do think when the old white rich guys begin dying out, we’ll see the young getting fed up with this rigged system and doing something about it.
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I hope so. The “old” are already fed up with it!!!!
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I love the rhythm in your rhyme and the serious message in your poem.
😂 Amusing image.
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Thanks, Lesley.
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The empror’s clothing cannot hide his deceit
his body a wreck from his face to his feet.
His ankles are bloated his face an orange mess
he is trying his best to cause civil unrest.
His follwers believe he has been wrongly charged
his wonderful tarrifs arecannot be dodged.
A convicted felon, molester and fraud.
he hopes to get to heaven and face hi god
he knoes he is innocent to most that is odd.
Civil unrest, distrust and fear
marks his regime early in this mighty career.
Once former allies, trading partners and friends
have been forever alinated due to his ubscrupulous ends.
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