Saturday, August 31, 2024

High IQ

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN POLITICS


High IQ

 

Like a musician who can’t hum a tune

Or a midnight show at noon

The brightest light in any room

Should know better than this:

Degrading Make-a-Wish

A photo op at Arlington

Dismissing the Medal of Honor

Insulting John McCain

The man cannot refrain

 

A man of high IQ

(if we take him at his word)

Shouldn’t stumble on the easy things

It almost seems absurd

Like a plane that has no wings

Like a listener who never heard

Or a singer who doesn’t sing

Or the winner who finished third

 

It seems he never had a clue

He had a lot of money

What else could he do?

He had to win the highest office

His kind can never lose

Except he did and will again

The false becomes the true

The greatest man who’s ever been

A man of high IQ

 

Thursday, August 29, 2024

KGB

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: PUTIN


KGB (by any other name)

 

Putin led the KGB

Against all western ways

He practiced his deceptions

He tortured killed and maimed

The villains on the other side

Would never be the same

The KGB it never died

They just changed the name

 

Putin was the KGB

He went against the grain

He lacked all moral grounding

His cruelty was plain

A ruthlessness we can’t abide

The way he played the game

The KGB it never died

They just changed its name

 

The evil forces are in charge

They’re borderline insane

They want to conquer everyone

They’re efforts are in vain

They waited in the shadows

Before the darkness came

The KGB it never died

They just changed its name

 

They took hold of Crimea

Before the invasion of Ukraine

That they want to rule the world

Has become so very plain

If Putin had a conscience

He would live in constant shame

The KGB it never died

They just changed its name

 

Wednesday, August 28, 2024

Hang Your Head (for RFK Jr.)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY


Hang Your Head

 

I remember Bobby well

He gave the people hope

What a story he would tell

About his son’s descending slope

 

Bobby stood against the war

In a far-off Asian land

His son stands with Putin

As if he ever gave a damn

 

When he takes the stage with Trump

His father rises from his grave

He’s the child who craves attention

We must implore him to behave

 

You stand against your father’s will

So hang your head in shame

To the mountain you are just a hill

You’ve disgraced the family name

 

We won’t remember Bobby

For the evil that you do

For we know that he opposes

All those who stand with you

(RFK Jr. endorses Trump)

Monday, August 26, 2024

Hope Rises

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY


Hope Rises

 

The night belongs to hope

A memory of the past

When they dwelled in the White House

Somehow we knew it would not last

But here on this Chicago night

Our hopes begin to stir

They linger in the rafters

The thought of how things were

When a man with funny ears

And a rhythm to his step

Led with calm and dignity

A mood that never slept

He lifted us with words

He calmed us through the night

With him we always knew

It would all turn out right

So now they bring a message

That hope will always rise

When good people come together

And answer to the cry:

Freedom, hope and dignity

Comfort us once more

They speak and we remember

What we’re fighting for

 

(The Obamas at the DNC)

Sunday, August 25, 2024

The Age of Fire

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING


The Age of Fire

 

We are in the age of fire

Of that there is no doubt

There are consequences dire

There are no easy ways out

 

You can hope and you can pray

If it helps you to feel good

But we will have to face the day

When we must do the things we should

 

We are in the age of fire

The age of industry is done

We must raise our spirits higher

As we throw away our guns

 

There is far too much to lose

Without power hungry wars

A better way is ours to choose

We must open every door

 

To a safer way of being

A way to tame the fire beast

A way of living and of seeing

That will harm the planet least