The Red Scare

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN POLITICS

 

Red Scare

 

A socialist is a communist

The analogy is not fair

You don’t need to be a psychologist

To recognize the red scare

 

They tried it back in the fifties

At that time it worked real well

They tried it again in the sixties

Once again it rang a bell

 

That’s how we got the McCarthy scourge

That’s how we got Tricky Dick

At worst it is a patriot’s dirge

At best it’s a dirty trick

 

If you want to be afraid

Be afraid of the fear mongers

Until your debt is paid

The opposition will grow stronger

 

They’re swimming against the tide

They are summoning the past

Let’s take it all in stride

Their decline is steep and fast

 

Hey buddy have you heard?

We are not afraid of words

Take your tricks and go away

Find another part to play

 

 

Reviled (Blind Revenge)

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAN WAR

 

Reviled

 

The war in Iran is reviled

By all sides left and right

A war of spite and guile

A fight not worth the fight

 

We have aided the oppressors

And rallied the world against

We’ve grown weaker in every sector

We are weaker in our defense

 

Now we’re paying more for oil

And we’re paying more for food

We’re engaged on foreign soil

And our strategy seems crude

 

It’s a war that can’t be won

It’s a war for Netanyahu

It’s a war of shock and stun

Where we’re wrong in all we do

 

We are partners in a war crime

Against all of Palestine

It is so far beyond the time

To let this criminal war unwind

 

We remember October 7

It’s enough to make us cringe

But just like September 11

There is a limit to blind revenge  

Idiot Winds (El Nino)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING

 

Idiot Winds

 

El Nino is coming

And it’s packing a heavy punch

The strongest it has ever been

Makes the others look like runts

 

With the warming at its back

The effects will be dramatic

It will turn our lights to black

All the warnings are emphatic

 

Some will say it is the wrath

But climate change is here

We have chosen this tragic path

The implications are too clear

 

The storms will be colossal

Across continents they will swarm

Some may pray to the apostles

But the climate is too warm

 

Droughts will lead to floods

Rivers raging in the air

Rolling rivers made of mud

We’ll be caught inside the lair

 

Some say nothing can be done

At this stage they may be right

We’ll take refuge from the sun

We’ll take comfort in the night

 

 

Messi is King

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

 

Messi is King

 

Buenos Aires is in ecstasy

Let all the church bells ring

Another Argentina victory

Lionel Messi is the king

 

They got by Switzerland

They dismissed fair Britannia

Now we know that Messi can

Unleash the Messi mania

 

He’s the best there’s ever been

His shots on goal still sting

Can he do it all again?

The whole world knows he’s king

 

Just one more step to coronation

They are waiting in the wings

One more step to pure elation

The final crowning of the king

 

The die is cast, the stage is set

All the fans are feeling strained

Buckle up and place your bets

Argentina or Spain?

 

Spain wins the ring

But Messi is still king! 

 

Casualties of War

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

Casualties of War

 

You gave us a promise on election day

No more stupid wars

America wanted another way

They chose to say: no more

 

So now we find ourselves at war

For Netanyahu and Israel’s sake

So we ask ourselves once more

How many must die for your mistake?

 

You don’t know how to say you’re wrong

You have played the warlord’s fool

Your sense of power far too strong

You forgot the golden rule

 

Don’t gamble more than you can lose

The very faith of MAGA nation

Now you cannot face the news

A sense of brazen indignation

 

This is the war you wanted

Now everything’s at stake

You pretend that you’re undaunted

How many will die for your mistake?

 

 

Oh Canada (Canadian Wildfires)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CANADA

 

Canadian Wildfires

 

Much of Canada is on fire

From the Territories to Newfoundland

From Vancouver to Ontario

The threat could rise much higher

 

Remember back in ‘23

When the smoke transformed New York

From a city geared to please

To a landscape gray and orange

 

Where there’s smoke there’s fire

Or so it has been said

But there are winds that never tire

That take the smoke where it is led

 

Minnesota and Wisconsin

Parts of Michigan as well

They’re breathing in the toxins

Like they’re under a poison spell

 

They days ahead are treacherous

For anybody in the path

These wildfires can be lecherous

For the damage do the math

 

So you don’t believe in the Warming?

It’s long past your wake-up time

You’ve received your final warning

In Canada they’re not blind

 

And they dig for dirty oil

In the lands that were pristine

They contaminate the soil

For a wealth that isn’t clean

 

Yourself to Blame

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORRUPTION

 

Yourself to Blame

 

When we get the power back

You will hide your heads in shame

You pushed so hard you’re off the tracks

You’ll have only yourself to blame

 

You took in so much dirty money

You didn’t even try to hide it

It’s no longer even funny

All the billionaires confide it

 

You cooked up a thousand schemes

While taking money from the poor

You’ve destroyed the American dream

While kicking migrants out the door

 

When this chapter finally ends

The world will sigh with great relief

Not a soul will defend

The president who was a thief

 

When you take your final leave

A curse will be upon your name

When it happens you’ll believe

You’ll only have yourself to blame