Conservative Poetry

"OK, poet, please tell us, who we are at war with in Iraq, where their capitol is, who surrenders to us on the deck of the USS JFK, where their factories are, and where their troops are located."

Here is my reply:

                          THE CIA PREDATOR DRONE

Whether we bring our enemies to justice  or  bring justice to our
enemies,  justice  will  be  done.   --President  George  W.  Bush,
Address to the joint session of Congress on September 20, 2001

                  You can no longer kill Americans
                  Around the whole world with impunity.
                  When you began your heinous murder runs
                  On New York you lost your immunity.
                  There is no place you can run to and no
                  Place you can hide. The drone is flying just
                  Above. The target designator glow
                  Is following you, who rate our disgust.
                  The eyes of all America are watching
                  You day and night, in rain or shine or snow.
                  Our spies are gathering vast data, matching
                  The faces, names and financing. We know.
                  The laser designator is on you.
                  The Hellfire missile drops out of the blue!

"So, Mr. Newton, if you have info to help correct Gen. Petreaus' expert, commander on the ground view of the FUBAR that is Iraq, please share it here, and forward it to Centcom. Until then, leave the poetry to poets."
--U.S. CENTCOM is doing fine without my help.
Gen. Petreaus is doing fine whithout my help.
There are no conservative poets.

                                                     
                                                   THE PETRAEUS EFFECT

     The fact Petraeus's  favorability rating went from 52% to over 60% in the wake of both
     the moveon.org ad and his testimony wasn’t missed by Democrats potential nominees.
                                                                                             --Badeye, Free Republic 
     I think that the reports that you provide  to  us really require the willing suspension  of 
     disbelief.--Hillary Clinton, the Senate Armed Services Committee, September 12, 2007 

                                      The military uniform with bright, 
                                      Colorful rows and rows of combat medals; 
                                      The clean-cut, healthy hero so polite 
                                      To bloviating Senators, just baffles 
                                      The mean, conniving Democrats in power. 
                                      How do you fight old-fashioned Truth and Justice 
                                      And the American Way? They'll devour 
                                      Us come election time for this injustice. 
                                      From Senator Inouye way back then 
                                      To Senator Hillary Clinton today, 
                                      The pusillanimous American 
                                      News audience reacted with dismay. 
                                      Was this the moment when, by her remark, 
                                      Hillary Rodham Clinton jumped the shark?

"When I think of a poem I think of peace. " This is the kind of thinking that brought us the destruction of the Twin Towers.  Give war a chance.

                                                         TOWERS OF LIGHT

                                    The thousand dollar xenon lights all sat
                                    There waiting for the orphaned twelve-year-old
                                    Girl to begin the ceremony that
                                    Her murdered parent lingers to behold.
                                    The switch is thrown by Valerie--her right.
                                    The phantom towers rise, the symbol of
                                    Our Love, the world’s most brilliant shafts of light,
                                    Like spirits, try to touch the stars above.
                                    The worst attack in years on our land
                                    Has murdered them all. We are their begotten
                                    Children here at this ceremony and
                                    Three thousand souls will never be forgotten,
                                    The office workers, firemen, and police.
                                    Three thousand souls will never rest in peace!

"It takes cojones to write a poetic eulogy to a deceased Star Trek character. "

--She was the only good part of TNG. I quit waching it after she died.