'A Chariot wheel,' I can't tell,
It seems to have what's needed,
Is this where Pharaoh went to Hell,
Many say, this thought well seeded.
(Coral, with suggested foundation shape)
Opinion and Fact
By Arley Steinhour 082412
Is he Antichrist, I can't tell,
He seems to seek our nation's defeat,
I feel his heart is straight from Hell.
Hating those of us, called 'White meat.'
'We the People, we did err,
We always asked, 'What do 'I' get,'
Neglecting duty, with 'Greed fervor.'
Loss to others, we did not fret.
Political promises, raised the roof,
Deeper ran election cost need,
Rewards found to be a spoof.
Destruction wells, because of greed.
'I'll give you this, and that, you can bet,'
Our Greed fed, at two hand speed,
The debt lays on all children, we beget.
Obama arrived, to fill our need.
He promised 'Change,' with 'Silver tongue,'
We whooped it up, and 'Bought the Farm,'
The Teleprompter made us all feel young.
Freedom, now, dead or dying, what, no Alarm?
In Four more years, his war complete,
Darkness falls upon our way of life,
Battle won, world lay at his feet;
The only escape is as Messiah's wife.
Prophecy, is History, written before it's Time,
Time is short, to make your 'Choice,' Eternal,
No matter, you whisper, shout, or rhyme,
Choose Jesus, to live with Him, Supernal.