Becoming A President

Posted: December 3, 2011 in Barack Obama

I saw the list of requirement for becoming president in the
USA
and I never expected that becoming a president would not require more stringent
qualifications. The good about this is that anyone can seek legitimately to
become president; the bad thing is that anyone can seek legitimately to become
president too. Hopefully, the forces of good and fair democracy will elect the
most required candidate. Now, if only we can make requirements our needs

  

Becoming A President

 

Barack Obama left his trail;

Emulate it and you can never fail

Careful steps along the way

Obama played it cool that’s why he’s president today

Men on their way to becoming a president will know

It’s important to have a clean record to show

Not just the Birth Certificate but a list of things

Got to have charisma, nerves of steel and the leverage
good support brings

 

A skeleton free
closet, thick skin, you must be 35 years or more

 

Prospects must have lived at least 14 years in the US and never served
before

Requirements for becoming president don’t indicate

Education, wide knowledge, good family ties or ability
to debate

So few are the qualifications for becoming president but
we know

It’s important to have lots of good qualities because
it’s no pony show

Do not think of being President if you can’t rise above
men

Equaling their morals and standards are not enough my
friend

Nominations should narrow the candidates and throw the
phonies away 

There is much required of you on Becoming A President in the great USA

 

See the Book Path to the White House on becoming a president

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My Name Is Michael Western

Posted: December 21, 2010 in Best Wishes

I have been writing but not posting my recent poems, the pressure of Christmas seems to have gotten to me. Today however I must make an exception since it is a very important date for a very important person. I sent it off to her and she loved it. Now that is the kind of reaction that warms a person’s heart. This poem may not have great significance to you but to her it was “awesome”

 

My Name Is Michael Western

 

Movies can
be a favorite pass time

You’ll get
pleasure from men fighting crime

 

Not just
cops but lawyers and now Burn Notice men too

Any one
suddenly cut from their undercover agency do

Michael
Western specializes in making wrongs right  

Evildoers
are demolished with his cunning and might

 

 

In the new
TV series he changes personalities

Switching
in to roles that require his expertise

 

My sister
is generally equaled to shifting roles

I see her
become doctor, carpenter, driller of holes

Caring for
family and strangers for pets purposely 

Her
favorites are the family dogs but she 

Accepts
the neighborhood cats like Ginger and the rest

Every
action is unselfish and nothing done with protest

Love and
assertive Christian values make her with no doubt

 

When a
crisis steps in she will jump to put the fire out

Every time
she can be counted on to be first at your door

She gives
her all and will give a whole lot more

To help
you if conditions allowed and so like the spy

Every
wrong she will fight to right, she will certainly try

Rest will
come easier when she is in your corner

No
MacGyver or Michael Western is any where better 

 

 

 

 

Did You See Him

Posted: November 17, 2010 in Best Wishes

What a glorious era this is when technology allows you to see what is going live for miles and miles away. When my friend called me and I saw her new born baby, it was as if I was there with her and her husband, in the same room, sharing their joy. I’ll plant a Rose and keep it for him

 

Did You See Him

 

Did you see
their little baby

In arms
resting peaceably

Delightfully
sweet, did you, see?

 

You see
how with experience he stayed

On mommy’s
bosom and quietly laid

Unconcern
of troubles, not yet afraid

 

See too
his beautiful lips and chin

Eyes not
yet debuting and sun not yet on skin

Enjoying
being on the outside where kisses and embraces begin

 

He is the
center of attraction, the  apple of the
eye

Incredible
bundle of joy in this little guy

Mikko is a
blessing,
Did You See Him, their gift from on high

 

 

 

 

Paula Hinds

Posted: November 16, 2010 in Best Wishes

I was privileged to hear her sing recently and although it was not at the kind of event that I would have been looking for talent, I totally enjoyed her singing. I came away believing that she sings better than one of the classical greats that my family often compares here to.  Today we celebrate her birthday and I wish her the very best.

 

Paula Hinds

 

Pure in
voice and personality

An angel
who sings to God’s glory

Unbelievable
but if you can hear 

Lyrics
sung beyond compare

And when
she sings harps play

 

Her voice
echoes them in a melodious way

I know
it’s a gift Lord and she does too

Never
refusing to use it for service to you

Delighting
your ears as she makes her joyful noise

She has a
blessing which your people enjoys

 

 

 

And Mikko Makes Three

Posted: November 16, 2010 in Best Wishes

So happy, so proud and so tired. The couple welcomes their first child, a baby boy who was here after 40 minutes of delivery time. She had a beautiful and blessed pregnancy which resulted from a wonderful union. The labor was similarly blessed and now this child that arrived on Thursday November 11, 2010 at 7:58am weighing 7lbs 7ozs and measuring 19.5 ins.

 

And Mikko Makes Three

 

A proud father he is today

Now God’s miracle and all is okay

Divine Father blessed them with this little boy

 

Mikko he will me called and his life they’ll enjoy

It is expected that he will keep them up nights late

Keep them changing and feeding him but it will be great

Kind Father entrusted them with his little soul

On them to turn to, his troubles they will console

 

Mend bruises and treat insect bites

Assist him with studies and keep him from fights

Knees he will be taught are used to pray

Earnest praises to the Lord and to thank him each day

So many responsibilities come in so little a package

 

Turned up at 7:58am, 7lb 7oz. with obvious lineage

He looks like his dad although measuring inches 19.5

Really small by comparison but in time he will thrive

Eventually will be taller than his mom, may be dad too

Enjoy your baby boy Mikko and know God loves you

 

 

 

The Rihanna Haters

Posted: November 15, 2010 in From The Blogs, Rihanna

I haven’t written to this blog in a while, but I think the writer of the blog either. It seems like facebook is the new play toy for most to vent your views and amass support. Blogs still offer some freedoms that to accomplish on facebook thy will not be consider freedoms. I am still learning how to creating effective pages! 

 

The Rihanna Haters

 

Tattoos!
OMG! [mine-Oh My Goodness] Good Girl Gone Bad

Hair
styles galore, wha wrong wid the one she had

Every
outfit getting skimpier, wha wrong wid she

 

Robyn lost
she focus! Or have we?

It didn’t
matter to me what she wore

Her
schedule was planned months before

And she
broke engagements to be in Bim

No matter
what the cost she paid her respects to him

Not showing
up would have been understandable to me

And to
have shown up says she’s a special celebrity

 

Having the
care to put everything scheduled on hold

And the
power to do it, so she controlled

Them all
to be here, to say farewell

Every
hater focused on dress, bag, hat but from what I can tell

Rihanna came
wearing empathy, a sense of national lost and grief

She was
focused where you ought to have been, that’s my belief

 

 

 

Laura Gauss

Posted: November 14, 2010 in Best Wishes

I tried my Bajan because I know how much you must miss hearing and reading the Bajan vernacular. Remember how much fun you got from all the local artistes here and some of the region’s best too. Well I am far from good but  I think I am a little better that the foreigners that you now live among, may be you are specking like them

 

Laura Gauss

 

Look I
thought you did gine keep in touch

And thee years
gone an I ‘aint hear you much

Until I
can hear you again

Rest
assure you automatically stop aging

Automatically
stop getting old

 

Got to
hear you again and until then yah age on hold

Ah wannah
celebrate but you still is 25

Unable now
to determine how long you’d been alive

So try and
keep in touch ‘cause I doan know wha tah say

Should be
30,35,40 wha evah, have a Happy Birthday!

 

See your Card

 

A Bud On Her Rose Vines

Posted: November 11, 2010 in Best Wishes

Oh what excitement, what good news. God has once more smiled upon us and has given our sister a glorious baby with his kind mercy. Today she delivered a miracle of love, kept all okay and now is prepared to continue with her new family. I pray God’s continued blessings upon them  

 

A Bud On Her Rose
Vines

 

Along
the flower garden were the rose vines

 

Beautifully
organized in perfect lines

Unmatched
arrangements in shades of green

Did
not notice recent changes, hadn’t yet seen

 

On
one of the roses was a sure sign

Nature
did the usual blessing and we did find

 

Her
beautiful miniature blossom there on a tree

Every
flower that was around waited to see

Ready
for a safe opening and taking more time than all

 

Red
little blossom was determined for its curtain call

On
Sunday gone we awoke expecting it then

Signs
were unclear but still we waited for when

Eyes
and ears will at last meet but it wasn’t then to be

 

Very
expected was the blossom’s arrival, all wanted to see

It
wasn’t until Thursday the blossom showed a piece of heaven

Night
gone
Morning awoke and after taking forty at 7:58, 7lbs 7

Everything
was as pretty and as beautiful as the Lord said it would be     

Sunshine,
a beautiful blossom, a day’s miracle and God smiling at me

 

 

 

Reflection – Death

Posted: November 10, 2010 in Facebook

I want to reflect on death for a moment. The fact is that although the body passes on there are certain things of individuals that will stay with us. These may be simple things like the way they open a can, or sat in a specific chair. Sometimes they leave with us methods that we use all of our lives, like recipes or how to bring the car in the garage. When a person dies simple but very important things live on.

 

Reflection

 

Remember
me when I am gone

Even
though my body left my spirit lives on

Forget the
trivial, they can pass away

Let the
more precious memories we shared stay

Encourage
the thought that a part of me remained

Carry on
the models I casted and the methods I trained

The steps where
I cut paths to be followed

I tried to
build you foundations and never wallowed

On my laurels
because the examples I wanted to set

Now that I’ve
gone these parts of me you must never forget

 

 

 

His Dash For Me

Posted: November 9, 2010 in Tributes

You may know of the DASH that separates our date of birth and our death on our tombstone and how, although it bears significance, is treated as if it is worth no more than the minus sign it resembles. A facebook friend asked that we look at the DASH again and I did

This is what  the DASH was to me

 

His Dash For Me

 

He was
born on Christmas day

In the
most loving time they say

So it was his
destiny

 

David, our
Prime Minister was meant to be

As he was,
living all his years

Sharing
with others and quelling fears

He lived
his DASH trying to impart

 

Family
First with his generous heart

Opened doors
for the downtrodden men

Risked all
to stop Violence and Crime from spreading

 

My Prime
Minister and yours lived his DASH fully

Equal
rights to all and dreamt of a Barbados with Love and Unity