Sacrificing Ukraine

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

Sacrificing Ukraine

 

Have we lost our sense of honor?

It is an old refrain

America soon forgets her word

Will we sacrifice Ukraine?

 

Have we lost hold of our foundation?

Our fundamental core

The world’s defender of democracy

Is it worth fighting for?

 

Have we become what we opposed?

The silence of the night

What was dull now is golden

We’re no longer in the fight

 

We gave our solemn word

We made it clear and plain

We will stand with our allies

We will not sacrifice Ukraine

 

What becomes of world democracy

Do we buckle under strain?

What more will we sacrifice

If we sacrifice Ukraine?

 

Destroyer of Democracy

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Destroyer of Democracy *

 

Destroyer of democracy thy name is Trump

Like a junkyard dog that lives in a dump

You bark at everyone you see

You tell yourself they’re just like me

 

You look in the mirror and call out Scum!

You see yourself in every bum

You saw the news and said It’s true!

But that’s not something I would do

It must be someone else instead

Let’s turn the whole thing on its head

 

I am the King of all I see!

And that includes democracy!

I’m not the man they say I am

And if I am who gives a damn!

 

* Trump calls out Biden

 

The Hooligan Riot (Dublin)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY

The Hooligan Riot

 

They came together in Dublin

The hooligan fringe of the right

O’Grady, O’Reilly and Finnegan

They were bursting to start a fight

 

So they used the attack of a madman

To run up the flag of hate

They fueled a riot with mayhem

The facts came out far too late

 

They burned what they could not bash

They bashed what they could not burn

As the flames turned slowly to ash

There were lessons for Dublin to learn

 

You are not immune to the madness

That is driving all of Europe insane

With a hatred that all should detest

And a willingness to inflict pain

 

It is time to strengthen the walls

That protect institutions of state

For a democracy may well fall

If our fears become too great

 

War Crimes in Africa

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WAR CRIMES

War Crimes in Africa

 

Burkina Faso is under a curse

Islamic warriors press their cause

They murder, burn and worse

Without regard for humane laws

 

Two million people are displaced

Thousands have been killed

A smile of glory on their face

An interpretation of god’s will

 

Their god must be a god of rage

A god without compassion

A god at home in another age

When cruelty was in fashion

 

There is no place for holy wars

In a world of modern nations

Reserve jihad for ancient lore

And pray for your salvation

 

Tears for Henry

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Tears for Henry

 

The man who toppled Salvador Allende

The man who championed dictatorship

The man who won a Nobel Peace Prize

For carpet bombing Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam

The man who never saw a strongman he didn’t love

The man who held Nixon’s hand through

The sorry days of Watergate

The man who said we should never let an election

Stand in the way of our interests

The man who was in love with power

The man who tried to forge an empire

 

He died today at the round age of one hundred

One wonders if he negotiated a deal with the reaper

How many lives for one old man?

Shall we shed a tear for Henry?

How many tears did he shed for Chile?

How many for Argentina?

How many tears for Southeast Asia?

How many for the innocents lost?

 

I am sorry for his family

I’m sorry for those who loved him

I’m sorry for those who fell to his diplomatic sword

But I have no tears for Henry

He was and always will be a war criminal

A man without a heart