Andy Burnham on Downing Street

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GREAT BRITAIN

 

Andy Burnham on Downing Street

 

Keir Starmer has gone away

You might say we hardly knew him

He was anointed only yesterday

But the stiff demands outgrew him

 

Now Andy Burnham takes his place

At Number 10 Downing Street

Yet his manner has no grace

He will soon face his defeat

 

Great Britain has its homelessness

Its immigration and inflation

Its waning leadership in the west

A lost and wandering nation

 

It left the continent behind

Brexit fairly spelled its doom

One wonders what they had in mind

A future dimmed with gloom?

 

But the people wanted change

And change is what they got

The island nation is estranged

What you get is what you wrought

 

 

The Cockroach Uprising (India)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: INDIA

 

The Cockroach Uprising

 

Narendra Modi is in panic

The young are on the rise

The waves becoming manic

That once were buried in his lies

 

The cockroach is omnipresent

Its trail leads everywhere

Its survival is magnificent

Its control extremely rare

 

The strongman is in decline

The young people do not care

The voting public is blind

And the elections are not fair

 

The game is tilted to the strong

The rich have failed the test

All their strategies are wrong

Some are more and some are less

 

There’s a change of generations

The old are coming to an end

The young are building a new nation

The old must find a way to bend

 

There’s a new world on the rise

The ways of old are in decline

Let the old world shuffle by

Let the new world open wide

 

 

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?