Tom Condit

We have been out of touch With a man who did much For us some time ago When we were in the throes Of oppression by Planned Parenthood, Those beasts who haunt neighborhoods With their provisions of abortion Filling fools with hope in the notion That there is freedom to be found Putting the “problem” in the ground. He came on the scene when our means To defend ourselves were most lean And he “ripped” our enemies “a new one” As they say, prompting our praise to the Son For sending as one so dedicated. The threat was addressed and eradicated. May blessing from above pour down Upon a man who wears a crown Of glory unseen by those judges Who with God’s law have their grudges. He knows where his treasure lies When he says his goodbyes.

0630, 2 Dec., 2020