Gently Listening Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solemn, gently listening to my heart beat, not wishing
to do much more than that, except write about what I
am feeling and experiencing, because it's so weird and
unlike me.

Guess I am just tired of this world and the greedy evil
people in it, wanting the population to stand up and go
against it all.

Watching as people just sit back and let our nation
crumple before our eyes, knowing that our militia is
ready and waiting for a sign to turn the tides against
those enemies within the U.S.A.

Knowing that the time is now, wondering why they are
hesitating and not striking out yet!