The Moral Compass The Society August 28, 2012 Poetry By Thomas Newton The Founding Fathers showed the way and built Our sturdy ships to last through all of time. Each has a moral compass showing guilt And innocence, thus exposing crime. The Western Canon’s smoke is drifting past Their sleazy, sinking, ships—all lost upon The sea, steered by a crass iconoclast. All sense about the proper course is gone. They’re easy targets sailing randomly In the postmodern fog, colliding, firing In any direction, so mindlessly Destroying everything that’s worth admiring. Straight is our course. Though we suffer and die, “For God and country” is out battle cry. Thomas Newton is an ElectronicsEngineer and poet living in Winter Springs, Florida. His blog is conservativepoems.blogspot.com Click here for other poems by Thomas Newton Related Post ‘Unforeseen Good Fortune’s Heirs Are We’ and Oth... Unforeseen Good Fortune’s Heirs Are We There’s little of the Plague that we can find to celebrate except for this small gem – when those who died... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.