Poetry: 'Demorepublicratican', 'Transformed'

Some day our politicians

Will work together

For the

Welfare of our country

They will not

Refuse

To

Accept each other's

Good ideas.

They will not steal the

Good ideas of the

Other party

Claim them as their

Own

And then say

NO

When the other side says

That idea's cool.

Someday, they will say

The welfare of America

Means I will do my

UTMOST

For the people.

Even if it makes me a

Demorepublicratican.

MARY FLEKKE

Lakeland

TRANSFORMED

I was terrified, Lord Jesus

I was leaning on my power and feeling so inadequate

Stumbling in my tracks, Lord Jesus

I pitched downward on my face

Tasting the bitter, pungent dirt

Then I realized I was lost

And screamed for guidance from above to ease my hurt

But it just got worse, Lord Jesus

For I hadn't given over all my sins and all my fears

I was strangling, Lord Jesus

Gasping and writhing in the dust

Drowning in my copious tears

‘till near death, I finally died

To self as desperation overcame my fears

Then I felt Your power thrust through me

My heart was free, Lord Jesus

I would never be the same again

I know, my friend, Lord Jesus

You have placed Your Holy Spirit in me

He'll never depart

In Him, I'll help set the captives free

To liberty, Lord Jesus

Then our praise will cover land and sea

Eternally, Lord Jesus

CLIFF SCHULMAN

Lakeland

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