Say No To The Winds

Who is like
the Gold Star Mother.
No one I know
deserves higher wonder.
So many heroes
block the sun,
though without these moms
there´d be not one.
Only she could have raised
those giving Lady Liberty all.
Show me a greater case
of saviors made at home.

W.

Trouble noting how much
I love George W. Bush, but must.
First, ask Afghans in class,
not robed head to toe.
Or Iraqi folks voting.

Then spend time with brides
caught in Uday´s eye.
(Those alive.)
Hear their cries.
Decide.

A favorite, though:
Won´t need going
eliminating Libya´s trove
of weapons glowing.

Say, can´t you see
Arabian gals now seek freedom?

Removed grief relieves.

BRING

Desiring ´bling´
as offspring
shoot hoops minus strings.
Who can sing buying gaudy rings
while kids miss grins.
Diminutive minds insist
on stimulus.
Without it?
Wisdom diminished.
(Glitter limits vision.)