“Republics are created by the virtue, public spirit, and intelligence of the citizens. They fall, when the wise are banished from the public councils, because they dare to be honest, and the profligate are rewarded, because they flatter the people, in order to betray them.” – Joseph Story (1833)
Based in part on 1st Samuel:
Thankful For God's Love and Mercy by Michael Romani Giving thanks for all at all times Expressed in my thousand rhymes Always seeking wisdom in my prayers Walking this world without false airs Surely as the goodness of your mercy I hum along to the song of your Divinity Dwelling in the house of your Holy name Keeping your ways without shame Constant and true in my constant adoration Enraptured in my steadfast fascination With the songs of your heaven-sent ministry In awesome wonder as I take inventory Of all the good things that you have given Awestruck at the thought that I am forgiven Despite all my wrongs, you have died for me On a cross, you gave all to teach me humility How can I have any less than deepest gratitude I hope this shows in all and not just in platitude For, I know the depths that you've given humanity Expressed in paused prayers humbled in my dignity Pieces of the puzzle jumbled but together Sequential order might seem a bit better But they'd never tell the tale told That of the power of a soul pure as gold The bigger the problems that we must face The greater the faith that we must embrace As children of God, we know that we will prevail Still, we hesitate in doubt until our hearts are still With the faith of prayer offered up in purity We find our way to our blessed surety Thankful and humbled we step ever forward Moving against and constantly toward Until bravely in God's spirit we find our way Taking courage we conquer every day Even the smallest among us will know the win As our Lord and God gives us strength against all sin November 24, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“World peace must develop from inner peace. Peace is not just mere absence of violence. Peace is, I think, the manifestation of human compassion.” – Dalai Lama
“Oppressors can tyrannize only when they achieve a standing army, an enslaved press, and a disarmed populace.” – James Madison
A poem of gratitude # 23 for the songs of my life that feel deeply in my heart:
Thankful For That Yellow Brick Road by Michael Romani A pre-winter's chill is felt to the bone As I sit here thinking all alone Back and then further into my youth Finding the pet sounds that felt the truth In my heart, I stumble stack Through the records of influence and then back Tracking the aural passages of my mind Half surprised at the echoed chords I find Looking aside with castaway eyes I find a drift of passages to my surprise Thankful for that Yellow Brick Road Lyrical glimpses at my future foretold Strange how my voice has changed As I've lived my life and rearranged Sprung to life on the high notes of castratti I would never become one for the glitterati Flowing along on this course of melody My memories smile a certain sensibility Humbly asserting themselves on my keys I am thankful for these notes that please Linked moments deep in the pockets of soul This sort of sound has had its own flow These are the chords of life together As I close my eyes knowing there is no better Dogs of society have had their howl And now I, as he, find myself back somehow Knowing that there is no need for celebrity But every need to live my life with integrity Living every moment and then I'm back again Never knowing where I'd land or even when Until I found myself at last where I belong Feeling the wonder of every moment of every song (c) November 23, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
This poem of gratitude #22 is based on thoughts on the obsession on Instagram and elsewhere to have people like your image or what you say or what you do without any genuine connection. And.. the converse beauty of those who do truly love and like you and are connected with you no matter how real your real is.
Gratitude For the Real Love by Michael Romani Thankful for the love that's real It's never fake but what I feel As I walk and talk, not for favor But instead enjoying what I savor Life that is all around Has become a contest that surrounds Where everyone is pursuing a rating Life by numbers stress is not sedating It's to the point of always faking All that is worth the trouble of making The points of light shine false popularity It's numbers driven to the point of hilarity There's a velocity to be found in opinion's arc When all is given to knock the ratings out of the park Don't try too hard for collected thumbs up and stars Or you'll maybe end up rejected inside some loser bar Where gratitude offered tells us what's real And in the end, I humbly submit that's the real deal Be thankful for those around who really do care Keeping grounded by those who will always be there It's narcissism to seek out vaporous fame Where every move you make or don't is a game Instead keep toward being authentically you And the love you harvest will always be true Life, you see, is not a popularity contest And genuine smiles are those that are the best Not the fakes ones that make you want to cringe This is how you live a real life not being in the fringe (c) November 22, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“If there is a bedrock principle of the First Amendment, it is that the government may not prohibit the expression of an idea simply because society finds the idea itself offensive or disagreeable.” – Justice William J. Brennan (1906-1997)
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“A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.” – William Arthur Ward
“The liberties of a people never were, nor ever will be, secure, when the transactions of their rulers may be concealed from them.” – Patrick Henry
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