House of Cards

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAN WAR

 

House of Cards

 

You have no cards, the president said

He seemed to imply Ukraine was dead

This is not a game, Zelensky replied

Our president was on the other side

 

Now we move to the Strait of Hormuz

The president says you’ll pay your dues

But China has something else in mind

If you move ahead you may fall behind

 

The Iranians may not have the cards

But China does if we push too hard

They could furnish weapons across the border

And rearrange the new world order

 

If we want to play this deadly game

We should know that we’re the one to blame

Netanyahu may have started the war

But we’re the one who settled the score

 

Now we’re stuck in a terrible mess

We wanted it all but we’ll settle for less

The price of oil continues to rise

While the president issues his alibis

 

 

Budapest Awakening

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: ORBAN

 

Budapest Awakening

 

Orban goes down to defeat

Putin’s cause is derailed

Peter Magyar takes his seat

The dictatorship has failed

 

The great alliance is restored

All of Europe is relieved

With Russia knocking on her door

The message is received

 

Budapest will hold the line

After sixteen years of iron rule

Democracy will do just fine

They won’t play Putin’s fool

 

Hungary has made it clear

With the west they are allied

No longer will they live in fear

They’ve taken back their pride

 

For now the world’s a better place

The autocrats have lost one

Tomorrow there’s another race

The fight for freedom’s just begun

 

 

The Deadline

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAN WAR

 

The Deadline

 

No nation would tempt this fate

The loss of all it has built

Execution of its chief of state

Its wealth in oil spilt

 

Unless its pride is on the line

Surrender is not an option

We’ve placed them in an impossible bind

We don’t know how to stop them

 

How much will be enough?

Will we let the people suffer?

The Iranian people are tough

Just to prove that we are tougher

 

Will we hold them to this deadline

On the threat of mass destruction

Will we cross that humane line

Have we made that crude deduction?

 

We’ve learned nothing from the past

For war is not the answer

How long must this war last

Before we see that it’s the cancer?

 

 

Killing Journalists

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: ISRAEL AT WAR

 

Killing Journalists

 

They’re killing journalists with impunity

In defiance of the law

Killing journalist to prove their unity

With their nation and their god

 

Is this a war for their survival?

They would tell you that it is

Yet their hatred smells of tribal

They kill to hide their sins

 

They’ve become what they despise

A people bent on genocide

We have grown tired of the lies

There is an emptiness inside

 

They have suffered so much loss

We must understand their pain

Yet now the world must pay the cost

Of missiles dropping down like rain

 

What kind of people are they?

To seek vengeance above all else

They are lying when they pray

They will meet their god in hell

 

 

The Saboteur

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: NETANYAHU

 

The Saboteur

 

With the Strait of Hormuz closed

And the whole world feeling squeezed

Netanyahu plays the rogue

He derailed the talks with ease

 

It did not apply to Lebanon

The bombing there increased

Did they get their signals wrong?

Or did he sabotage the peace?

 

The story played on Wall Street

The Dow went through the sky

Netanyahu saw defeat

So he exposed it as a lie

 

Now the fighting will go on

In fact it hardly skipped a beat

Netanyahu played the con

That made the lie complete

 

Iran is fighting to survive

Like all of Palestine before

The cause of peace has lost its drive

We will carry on with war

 

The brutal goal is demolition

Reduce it all to a wasteland

That is Netanyahu’s mission

And he will do it if he can

 

If that means mass genocide

That is just the way it goes

They’ve got us on their side

So we will watch the horrors grow

 

 

The Master

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

The Master

 

He is a genius in his mind

No one’s seen anything like it

He is the greatest of his kind

If you’re fool enough to buy it

 

He’ll take you down for being there

He’ll chop you into little pieces

He’ll carve you up in manners rare

Until your action ceases

 

He is the king of all he sees

The minions bow before him

He’s conquered death and all disease

The ladies all adore him

 

His greatness stands above us all

He is the great destroyer

When he breathes whole nations fall

He’s a scholar and a lawyer

 

If you should see him run away

As far and fast as you can run

If he perceives you’ve gone astray

He’ll end you just for fun

 

War Crimes

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAN WAR

 

War Crimes

 

The Iranians cheered him on

When he delivered the first blow

When the leadership was gone

They all gave the sign for Go!

 

But soon they had their doubts

They’re counting civilian dead

They know now what it’s about

Their hearts are filled with dread

 

He’s pledged to bomb the oil fields

Their bridges and their plants

The gruesome fate of Iran is sealed

Do not tell him that he can’t

 

He’s not afraid of war crimes

He believes that he’s immune

Yet he is running out of time

The payback is coming soon

 

He’ll be entered in the book

Of depraved and lawless leaders

Of mindless killers and crooks

Of shameless bottom feeders