“Officeholders are the agents of the people, not their masters. Not only is their time and labor due to the government, but they should scrupulously avoid in their political action, as well as in the discharge of their official duty, offending by a display of obtrusive partisanship their neighbors who have relations with them as public officials.” – Grover Cleveland
Halloween Poem #20:
Music of the Night by Michael Romani Creatures of the night Make such music don't they? Listen closely until first light To the things that make the undead happy The vampire lord finds love tragic As it has lost all of its magic The choices made along the way Are choices of the night and not the day The changes made are spoken in voice But come from forces beyond our choice Joined as if one in our shared destiny Dracula holds this out as his legacy With the glowing of the moon The Wolfens grow in power soon Howling mad as one with savagery They will fight on until sweet victory (c) October 20, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“A smile is the beginning of peace.” – Mother Teresa
“The indiscriminate denunciation of the rich is mischievous…. No poor man was ever made richer or happier by it. It is quite as illogical to despise a man because he is rich as because he is poor. Not what a man has, but what he is, settles his class. We can not right matters by taking from one what he has honestly acquired to bestow upon another what he has not earned.” – Benjamin Harrison
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Halloween Poem #19:
We Who Damn Ourselves by Michael Romani We damn ourselves To our own private hells Dwelling on all Of the tiniest details In a world grown cold We lose all hope All of our dreams bought and sold We're hanging on to the end of our ropes The price to pay When we've come to the ends of days And we've found no other way Is learning, forgiveness proves elusive It seems to easy To be our own monsters Reaching always for the contrary Of all the evidence seen It's the undeserved mercy That we cling to Though it seems such a heresy To all that we've been through All our evil is too hard to ignore Yet, we find our desperate way Begging eyes speak seeking to implore When we have no words worthy to say (c) October 19, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” – Maya Angelou
“I know there is a Supreme Being who rules the affairs of men and whose goodness and mercy have always followed the American people, and I know He will not turn from us now if we humbly and reverently seek His powerful aid.” – Grover Cleveland
“The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don’t do anything about it.” – Albert Einstein
“The extravagant expenditure of public money is an evil not to be measured by the value of that money to the people who are taxed for it.” – Chester A. Arthur
Halloween Poem #18
Darkness Quenches Light
by Michael Romani
Among the demons there is history
Some might strangely call it legacy
Where troubled hearts are in need of friends
And if you're safe, it just depends
Quintessential in the rarified transformation
Are the missing vital parts held in summation
That man tends to stubbornly do the opposite
Than that which is needed for the most of it
It being those things that might hurt pride
But like whiskey, burns from the inside
Thunder claps in spite of its tragic irony
That even those mad follow their own melody
There in the twisted bits of calculated intention
Are the lost souls of science's worse invention
That vital spark found in primitive electricity
Soothes the heart in all of its splendid savagery
The sum and part of one's last and ending days
Is no more or less than our hidden, darkest ways
Loathing the monster in each of us and in vain
It's those bleeding moments spilled down the drain
Seeking to find some way to take away the pain
In a cracked world where no one is quite sane
There are some wounds that never cure or heal
The scars needed to exist and be revealed
It's said that sacred love can yet conquer all
But these words were only true before Eden's fall
Tears burst into a cold winded, bitter night
It's the final darkness that quenches out the light
(c) October 18, 2019 Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved
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