Dirty Politics

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN POLITICS

Dirty Politics

 

When one side plays dirty

And covers its tracks

With anonymity or pretending

To be someone they’re not

(Russians pretending to be Americans

Or trolls pretending to be human)

Traditionally the other side

Reacts in kind

Dirt for dirt

Scum for scum

Nastiness for nastiness

 

When one side plays dirty

And the other plays clean

It’s up to the people to decipher

Truth from deception

Propaganda from fact

It’s up to the people to smell a rat

It falls to the people to weigh

The message against the messenger

And arrive at a reasoned conclusion

 

We know the truth

We are not fools

We see the crooked smiles

The con man grin

We recognize the hustle

Trust your gut

Trust your heart

Turn the rotten bastards around

And tell them where to go

 

From Russia with Love

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

From Russia with Love

 

The evidence in

And none can be surprised

The radical right firebrands

Are pimping Russian lies

 

You’ve heard them on the X files

Screaming louder than the rest

Spreading Putin’s propaganda

And pounding on their chests

 

They don’t care about the truth

They only care about the money

Meantime Vlad is smirking

Seems he thinks it’s kinda funny

 

If you don’t believe your eyes

If you cannot trust your ears

The Russians have your number

And they’re preying on your fears

 

Now that we know the jig is up

It’s time to realign your thoughts

Who you think is an American

Is absolutely not

 

Trump World

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN POLITICS

Trump World

 

There’s no telling what he might say

The man deteriorates every day

 

In Trump world

Europe is our adversary

Russia is our friend

 

In Trump world

Mothers execute babies after birth

 

In Trump world

Schools turn little boys

Into little girls

 

In Trump world

Criminal migrants swarm the nation

From Colorado to Wisconsin

And no one is safe

 

In Trump world

Win or lose the streets will flow

With the blood of his revenge

 

In Trump world

He is not only God’s messenger

He is God’s holy warrior

God’s right hand of vengeance

 

In Trump world

We are all suspect

Lawyers, operatives, donors, agents

Voters and election officials

We will be sought, caught and prosecuted

To the fullest extent of the law

 

In Trump world

You and I are the enemy

And he vows to take us down

 

Highway to Climate Hell

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING

Highway to Climate Hell

 

“We’re playing Russian roulette with our

planet and we need an exit ramp off the

highway to climate hell.”

 

Antonio Guterres, UN Secretary General

 

 

The hottest summer in recorded time

Year after year after scorching year

Yet still there are those who will deny

  Don’t worry, friends, have another beer

  Ours is not to wonder why

  Have a laugh and ring the bell

  We’re on the road to climate hell!

 

We could help if only we had the will

That we don’t is becoming clear

We’ve leaders yelling drill baby drill

  Have a party and raise a cheer

  Sit back and take a pill

  There is no need to fear

  In the end by God it turns our well

  On the road to climate hell!

 

Clarence the Corrupt

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN JUSTICE

Clarence the Corrupt

 

Clarence Thomas takes the honor

As the most corrupt justice in history

His actions, words and rulings

Seem boldly prone to infamy

 

He owes it all to Harlan Crow

To the tune of millions of dollars

To whom he owes allegiance

He should wear it on his collar

 

He’s a very wealthy man

Who does not care how it appears

The end of his subsistence

Is the only thing he fears

 

He was a snake going in

He’ll be a snake going out

That his corruption is severe

Is far beyond reasonable doubt

 

Justice Thomas should resign

He should hang his head in shame

An embarrassment to the court

A disgrace to the family name