Viva Lula!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY

Viva Lula!

 

Viva Lula de Silva!

For doing what is right

Bolsonaro fled the country

Like a fugitive in flight

Brazil now protects the Amazon

From poaching and rogue miners

The end of forest clearing

The lowdown dirty whiners

Whose only faith is greed

They took all they could take

Without regard to need

They stole the nation’s resources

Gave the government a share

If they had their dirty way

They’d sell the water and the air

Now Brazil can forge ahead

As a defender of the earth

An end to massive exploitation

Show the world what they’re worth

 

Birth of the Nation

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Birth of the Nation

 

Two hundred forty-seven years ago

We founded a new nation

Rich in ideals and principles

Poor in integrity

Crippled with hypocrisy

 

For two hundred forty-seven years

We have advanced and retreated

Fought for a better world

Yielded to degradation

Fought for justice and equality

Fought for slavery and genocide

 

We have expanded the electorate

We have pulled it back again

We have enshrined justice for all

But withheld it for minorities

 

We were born with great promise

For all of humankind

To not know we have fallen short

One would have to be blind

 

The greatness of our nation

Is that we always push ahead

We acknowledge our shortcomings

We pay tribute to the dead

 

We may never find the answers

But we will always find a way

To improve the way things are

To ensure a better day

 

Mass Casualties

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CATASTROPHES

Mass Casualties

 

A massive earthquake strikes Turkey and Syria

And all our earthly differences vanish

Like shadows in the sun

The horror goes to the heart of being human

Thousands of living beating hearts no longer beat

Hundreds of children cry out for mamas that are no more

Mothers screaming for mercy

Fathers beating their chests

As if anger could raise the dead

Tears of the living

Blood of the buried

 

May all who are able answer the call

May all who are willing lend a hand

This is a time of need

A time when all else recedes

We are conscious being sharing a small planet

Now more than ever we are in this together

 

We have the same dreams

We breathe the same air

In times of need we care

 

New Beginning

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

New Beginning

 

In the wonder we call life

There is no greater miracle

Within our sense or sight

Than the turning of the years

The come and going of the light

 

We say a long goodbye

Each December come to pass

With a cheer and then a sigh

For all things that cannot last

No matter how we wish

No matter how we cry

The years roll by too quickly

All things that live must die

 

But there will be another year

And another will roll by

As we hold our loved ones near

With a long and wishful sigh

 

The Mole

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

The Mole

 

An agent of the FBI

On the take of the Kremlin

A high-placed Putin spy

Strikes the heart like a gremlin

Our intelligence, ears and eyes

The integrity of our nation

Our knowledge of our enemy’s lies

Served up by invitation

 

It has become more than clear

Our services need a purge

We will realize our worst fears

Like a patriotic dirge

People planted in careers

Who betrayed us for their greed

People trusted and endeared

A betrayal grown from seed

It all seems strange and weird

But we must follow where it leads

 

It is time to weed them out

Track them down like rabid dogs

Let them stand up to the doubts

Check their records and their logs

Until we know what it’s about

There is no one we can trust

Let no one in and no one out

Until we’ve finished up the bust

 

(Note: A Kremlin agent discovered

in the FBI hierarchy.)