BENEATH THE SPIN • ERIC L. WATTREE
A STATELY OLD SHIP
The stately old vessel limps weakly towards port
As the rolling storm begins;
Veracious vermin gnawing
at its rotting hull,
Destroying from within.
Colors that once flew proud and strong
In distant and exotic lands,
Now flutter shamefully, tattered and torn,
Reflecting the flaws of "flawless" men.
With cheers of fading greatness,
True patriots are scorned;
Demagogues are lifted aloft,
While the stately ship we mourn.
But the old vessel was made of sturdier stuff
By a different kind of man;
Storms and vermin and rotting hulls
It can easily withstand.
Waiting in port, a fresh new crew
Now eager to take command;
A new coat of paint, and fresh colors await,
This proud ship of state's next stand.
With His Dying Breath, He Fought For A Better America, and He Was Instrumental in Getting Sen. Robert Byrd (a former Klan Member) to Leave His Death Bed to Appear in the Senate to Support the First Black President of the United States.
We wish you calm seas, and steady winds, my friend.
Sen. Edward M. Kennedy, Statesman.
Eric L. Wattree
Religious bigotry: It's not that I hate everyone who doesn't look, think, and act like me - it's just that God does.