Pray for the Hillbillies
Used to be honor was life and a man
lived by what he said, or died. Look
at us now, welfare recipients.
Drug dealers with medical degrees
hand out Lortabs like government
cheese in the 80s.
Coal companies give us toxic
water to pipe into our children’s
We don’t need political leaders
with polished smiles and pretty words,
how ‘backward’ we are. We don’t want
any television reporter telling the world
how sorry she feels
for the children of this land who
who speak with wild honey
sing of Jesus and pray
that their mommies will get
What we need is a powerful voice,
motivated by love instead of
I really enjoyed this poem. Would you be willing to let me feature it in my blog section called Appalachian Voices Spotlight? I would include a short bio and a link to your blog. I could also include a few other poems, if you are interested. Feel free to contact me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I like this poem
Thank you, eye of mad. 🙂
Did any of you see the Restoring Honor Rally 8/28 and if so, did you like what you saw and heard?
I did not see it. I am sorry that I did not.