Pravda

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY 

 

Pravda

 

We have become what we despise

The media is bought and sold

We embrace the golden leader’s lies

Our sense of decency grows cold

 

We are the shining silver tower

Money is the voice that speaks

We are the ones who worship power

The ship of state has sprung a leak

 

We do not miss our freedom here

We sent it on a ship to sea

We hold our leader very dear

And that alone’s enough for me

 

There is one truth for everyone

They hand it to us every day

We have the right to own a gun

The other rights we gave away

 

From this time forward we are one

One voice, one vote, one truth

We praise the glory of the sun

Who needs a voting booth?

 

McCarthy Lives

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: FREE SPEECH

 

McCarthy Lives

 

Because we have forgotten

We are condemned to live the past

A time when government turned rotten

All citizens should be aghast

 

It was known as the Great Red Scare

The Bill of Rights was suspended

Speak out boldly if you dare

The right to speak has been amended

 

Are you now or have you ever

Been a member of the party not in power?

Then your rights are hereby severed

As of this day this very hour

 

When we’re afraid to speak our minds

For fear of dire consequences

Then our democracy is blind

Building walls and erecting fences

 

They’re building prisons for us now

In the name of law and order

Don’t know when, don’t know how

But they will drag us to the border

 

The Ebro

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: RIVER SERIES

 

The Ebro (River Series)

 

It flows east by southeast

From Cantabria to the Mediterranean Sea

It feeds the north of Spain

It borrows from the Pyrenees

On the northern border with France

It courses through highlands

To the broad open plains

Then narrows in the rocky gorge

Where the river is constrained

 

In ancient times it formed the line

Between Carthage and imperial Rome

Battles were fought and many died

For the right to call the Ebro home

 

In modern days it marked the beginning

Of the end of Spain’s democracy

La Batalla del Ebro left thousands dead

And helped found an enduring autocracy

 

The flow of the Ebro is running down

Due to dams, irrigation and warming

From time-to-time floods take dry ground

As the river absorbs extreme storming

 

The River Ebro will endure

Despite the inventions of man

Its future will remain unsure

Though Spain will do what she can

 

 

Drones over Poland

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Drones over Poland

 

Russia is testing the west

Sending drones over Polish skies

Putin is pounding his chest

To see how the allies fly

 

The threat is abundantly clear

They’re pushing as far as they can

An agenda designed to spread fear

Throughout all western lands

 

NATO must stand united

Against the allies of Russian aggression

These wrongs can only be righted

With a strong, united expression

 

Ukraine will not be the lamb

Sacrificed to appease the beast

Together the alliance must stand

To demand the aggressor cease

 

Only then will the world find peace

Only then will aggression end

The path of resistance least

Is that NATO will not bend

 

Kathmandu

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY

 

Kathmandu

 

Kumari did not come to Durbar Square

The city was in lockdown

The living goddess wasn’t there

Abandoning the hallowed ground

 

Nepal is a land in disarray

Its democracy lies in tatters

The people lie in wait and pray

There peaceful lives are shattered

 

They left their monarchy behind

Not so many years ago

Since then the blind have led the blind

And the discontent has grown

 

A democracy requires more

Than a paper constitution

A balance of power at its core

And strong civil institutions

 

What comes next in Kathmandu

No one really knows

The one thing we know is true

The desperation grows

 

Arresting Democracy (France)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY

 

Arresting Democracy

 

What are we to make of the protests in France?

More of the same?

A familiar refrain?

Or something that cuts more deeply?

 

Macron has far too often turned

Too far to the right

Too eager to fight

On the side of the rich and privileged

 

He wants cuts in social spending

Spare those with wealth

Make cuts to health

The spirit of the French is ending

 

They are gathered on the streets again

To end the rule

To support the schools

They are tired of feeling betrayed

 

They are fighting with a brutal force

To stifle their voice

They have no choice

There must be law and order

 

But the people of France will have their say

They know their rights

They’re willing to fight

For France and the liberal way

 

Assassin's Bullet

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: VIOLENCE IN AMERICA

 

Assassin’s Bullet

 

We disagree on so many things

From defending Ukraine to building a wall

From whether angels really do have wings

To whom will be the next to fall

But we can agree on this one thing:

An assassin’s bullet is against us all

 

The powerful weapon that took him down *

Should never be allowed

Not on a safe and sacred ground

Nor a place with an assembled crowd

We wonder what the assassin found

That shamed or made him proud

That made his mind unsound

 

Whatever else can be said

That will move our hearts or stir our rage

A man who lived now is dead

He has left the living stage

He leaves behind the ones he loved

To suffer through this violent age

The soaring hawk, the lonesome dove

No more will he engage

 

* Charlie Kirk in Utah