Backward March

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Backward March

 

The backward march to darker times

When white men held all power

Like digging a hole to make a climb

Or knocking down the tallest towers

 

The way of darkness claims the light

But the message is not divine

The evil doers proclaim the right

But their water does not change to wine

 

They lead us boldly to a certain past

When the order of things was clear

But the old days were not meant to last

Though some may hold them dear

 

We will endure these brutal days

When human rights were in retreat

Somehow someday we’ll find a way

To march to a forward beat

Floods

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CLIMATE CHANGE

Floods

 

Disastrous floods from Vermont to Spain

I remember a time when we prayed for rain

Now we pray that the rain will cease

A planet in the throes of a strange disease

 

California suffered catastrophic drought

A summer of wildfires erased all doubt

Now the temperature rises after heavy rain

How this world ends is becoming plain

 

Shame on all those who denied the change

By now we all know you were deranged

You loved your profits far too much

On global warming you were out of touch

 

So where can we go to escape the wrath?

Too late to alter our unfortunate path

Too late for humanity to grow and thrive

Though the earth will endure and survive

 

Terrorist Nations

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

Terrorist Nations

 

They cannot defeat the Ukrainian military

So they terrorize the civilian population

With indiscriminate bombing

Missiles rip into apartment buildings

Cluster bombs in residential areas

Kidnapping Ukrainian kids for reprogramming

Morbid experiments in reconditioning

They don’t care who dies or suffers

Their mission is to terrorize

When you’re in a war of attrition

Your goal is utter submission

 

There is no standard for their abuse

No laws that limit their actions

No terrorist weapons they will not use

No fear of the world’s reactions

 

We must find a way to end this reign

That threatens all of civilization

To halt a leader who’s gone insane

The clear solution is isolation

For freedom and justice in Ukraine

For all rogue and terrorist nations

 

Kill the Tweet

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POEMICS

Kill the Tweet

 

No one should ever have that much money

That, my friend, is a stone-cold fact

But when you’ve alienated everyone

There’s no one that will have your back

 

You’ve run afoul so many times

You’ve lost the music and the beat

So now before we run out of rhymes

The time has come to kill the tweet

 

You’ve fueled the fires of evil men

You and mindfulness will never meet

There’s nothing left for you to defend

The time has come to kill the tweet

 

Your wealth has treated you very badly

I’d hate to see you on the street

Though sycophants claim to love you madly

The time has come to kill the tweet

 

If Nicola Tesla were still alive

He’d sue you to take back his name

While your money making still may thrive

If you had a conscience you’d live in shame

 

The Russian Candidate(s)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

The Russian Candidate

 

The war in Ukraine comes to America

In the next campaign

Trump and his loyal allies

Are the Putin candidates

The Russian candidates

The turncoat candidates

They will surrender Ukraine and

Call it peace

They will give Putin a free pass

To invade his neighbors

To reclaim the Soviet empire

To expand its oppressive reach

To rebuild the Iron Curtain

Sweden, Poland, the Czech Republic

Slovakia, Romania, Hungary beware

 

They will call it justice

They will call it retribution

They will call it restoring balance

It will be none of these

The eventual truth will unfold

Like a scroll from the heavens

Donald Trump is a Russian asset

Putin holds his markers

Those who walk with him

Walk hand in hand to hell