The Libertarian Opposition is Rising…
By Sean Dempsey06/18/24 See the waving of our flag— Heroic flag!What a patriotic story of this gentle, simple rag.How it stiffens our resolve;For no problem it can’t solve!How it gushes and it rushes,For our soul it does enflame—A pure passion for The Cause:Our homeland’s gentle reign.Oh, what glorious, awesome mightOf our nation’s righteous fight!How it […]
It is a curious irony of the human condition that we often kill what we profess to cherish most — or, as it is said in Latin: “Occidimus quod nos fovere profitemur.” However, this irony may be lost on the Libertarian Party. The May 2024 nomination of Chase Oliver in Washington DC as the Libertarian […]
Author’s Note Dear Parent, Thank you for reading my book. I wrote this children’s story for my six year old daughter – as both a warning and a plea. I hope it may serve as a desperate search for light and sanity in dystopian times, fading more and more into darkness each day. The social […]
by Sean Dempsey, 4/12/22 Ignorance is the soil, and propaganda the manure required to seed a Forest of Lies. Those who live in the woods and feed off the fruits of this forest are impervious to all manners of Truth—even when revealed to them, they retreat to the putrid shade of the canopy and cower […]
The Lost Path by Sean Dempsey The air, just breezy enough to be warm,Cast a spell on our walk, as sun trick’d through:No risks to be seen or signs to forewarn:Not but the trees and the brush in our view. And divine was it, our walk on the path;I still will attest, with every breath […]
The screams of children, young and dying—Tear the fabric of our world;Yet old men plead for bombs to fallOn Gaza’s boys and girls. “Their parents voted; the die’s been cast;Fathers’ sins sowed their fate;Their infants must be blown to bits;We must trade hate for hate!” A child of seven kneels before Mars;Her home’s reduced to […]
The Unbroken Circle Continues… Violence begets violence begets violence. Hate begets hate begets hate. We are all a victim of our berth in time and our place of birth. For one man’s freedom fighter is another man’s terrorist. Man falls victim again and again to his circumstance, perspective, and his lonely place in time. He […]
By Sean Dempsey, 6/5/24 For ol’ Truth, you ask, with misty eye?No, I’m afraid he’s gone today.Left out those doors and not seen since—Though I long begged him to stay. His words ignored, his children bored;Unloved, he took his leave;His songs unsung for many years,His proverbs not believed. Ah, but he left behind a note […]
by Sean Dempsey When the shots were quiet and the dust was blown…When last all my innocence I’d outgrown—When I’d fought and killed, hands stained red,The last one standing, or so they said— I rose and looked around the Killing FieldWhere no broken soul was ever healed.And I yearned to find someone to hate;I sought […]
by Sean Dempsey 5/30/24 It is a soul-wrenching philosophical irony that throughout time the core of Humanity, the essence of what it is to be Man, is either slave or slaver. Bifurcated or Bifurcator Man was a slave in Egypt and Babylon; he was prosecuted under the Third Reich; he was a victim of Genocides […]