Demolition Man (Modi)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Demolition Man *

 

The demolition man

Is doing all he can

To reach the unreachable

To touch the untouchables

To send them all away

Where they’ll go he can’t say

Anywhere but here

He’ll drive them out with fear

He will not let them stand

He’s the demolition man

 

He has made his decision

They do not share his religion

They stand out in opposition

He offers nothing but derision

He destroys where they live

They have nothing left to give

They are not worth freeing

They’re less than human beings

Send them off to Pakistan

He’s the demolition man

 

He is racist to the core

He’s not afraid of civil war

But the people are afraid

Of the evil plans he’s made

They see him and his friends

Pushing hard until they bend

This is not how it should be

At last the truth they see

They will stop him if they can

He’s the demolition man

 

* Narendra Modi of India

 

Elements

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING

 

Elements

 

The wind, the rain, the snow

The elements of the earth

That which flourishes and grows

The dying and rebirth

 

The heat of summer sun

It rises to a pitch

For cover creatures run

The changes are so rich

 

A chain of thunderstorms

Twisters, grim tornadoes

When cold invades the warm

The four winds rise and blow

 

A flood on city streets

A storm across the plains

We surrender in defeat

A torrential wall of rain

 

Mother nature is our friend

And our worst adversary

We work to make amends

That burden we must carry

 

Taking Venezuela

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Taking Venezuela

 

Trump wants more real estate

That’s what America should do

He wanted Greenland as the 51^st state

Now he wants Venezuela too

 

He believes the people love him

Everywhere he sets his sights

There is no greater one above him

He is the guardian of the light

 

But the people do not feel that way

Though at times they may accede

They understand an ego play

They appreciate his greed

 

But they won’t give up their nation

To appease his grandiose plans

Their right to self-determination

They won’t fail to make a stand

 

Do not discount a people’s pride

They remember who they are

They won’t be taken for a ride

They remember Bolivar

 

Starmer V. Farage

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: BRITAIN

 

Starmer V. Farage

 

Farage won this round

But the battle is not done

The European side is down

But the war has not been won

 

Starmer will hold steady

In a parliament of many

The old guard is not ready

To change the euro for the penny

 

Two opposing parties is insufficient

To express the people’s will

The entire system is deficient

Like a mountain for a hill

 

The young will push ahead

The old will fade away

A reunion will be bred

They’ll regret the day they strayed

 

The party leader may be new

Yet the cause remains the same

Britain yearns for Europe too

In something more than just a name

 

Trump and Xi

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Trump and Xi

 

Trump against Xi

It’s checkers versus chess

Trump laughing with glee

While Xi holds it to his vest

 

The world’s most powerful men

Have a great deal to discuss

Like a rooster to a hen

Like a train to a local bus

 

How’s your war in Iran?

Xi says with sly grin

We are already gone

That’s the way we will win

 

But the Strait is still closed

All the world is enraged

We’ve all suffered the blows

From the war you’ve engaged

 

Get out while you still can

Save your party and your face

But I am the greatest man!

You are a man in disgrace

 

 

Killer Virus

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: HEALTH

 

Killer Virus

 

Another killer virus is inevitable

And we are not prepared

We’re particularly susceptible

To one that carries through the air

 

We’ve cut funding to World Health

We need more money for war

We’ve misappropriated our wealth

To things we don’t need anymore

 

We don’t need to cause great harm

We don’t need weapons of war

We need to banish deadly arms

We need allies on distant shores

 

If this hantavirus is not the one

The one is coming down the line

Devastation will have its run

We are observing all the signs

 

When it comes we won’t be ready

We’ll be scrambling to respond

The Europeans will hold steady

But our structure will be gone

 

 

The Jim Crow Court

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: SUPREME COURT

 

The Jim Crow Court

 

The Court has nullified democracy

In every way we know

They’ve embraced a white hypocrisy

In the name of old Jim Crow

 

They have decimated voting rights

Now they’ve hit a brand new low

They’ve pushed minorities out of sight

In the name of old Jim Crow

 

From Louisiana to Alabam

They’ve struck a deadly blow

The gerrymander diagram

In the name of old Jim Crow

 

They’re doing what they’re told to do

It’s the court of Donald show

We’ll all be pale before they’re through

In the name of old Jim Crow

 

They’re setting back the racial clock

Our discontent will grow

The Great Society has been blocked

In the name of old Jim Crow

 

Decisive change takes many years

Through sweat and blood and tears

The damage done we’ll never know

In the name of old Jim Crow