GinNie Tanner Smith

Rookie (1948 / Seymor, Indiana)

Haunt The Halls Of Capitol Hill - Poem by GinNie Tanner Smith

Haunt the Halls of Capitol Hill
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
October 19,2012, copy right 2012

What would he think, this kindred cousin of mine,
Of today's political lack of reason and rhyme,
For in his day, sweet treason was patriotic for the time,
Bold in spirit, the signature Floyd, near dear ole Hancock's,
Beyond security, and family ties birthed a nation they sought,
As with those fifty six whose brave words freedom wrought;
What would you say to the bickering politicos cousin Will?
The wealthy are claiming God's personal blessing upon capitol hill,
Do you restlessly and distraughtly haunt the halls of the congress still,
Do the whispers of the ages reach their distracted minds, or are stilled,
Have they forgotten the sacred, moral duty they have sworn to fulfill,
What lessons should they ponder of history penned by your quill?
Awaken; your decedents are wandering hither and yon,
Pray hear our dismay, rattle the chains of George's bonds,
To echo and clatter between the gilded columns thereupon,
Arouse the complacency of the patriots that appear forgone,
Remind our leaders their position is one earned not entitled upon.
What would he think, this cousin of mine.

*William Floyd, signer of the Declaration of Independence.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

During ancestry search I found the Major General William Floyd is a 1st cousin (6th removed) of mine and helped found our country and was a signer of the Declaration of Independence and thus inspired this verse.

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