Moving toward Peace

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GAZA

 

Moving toward Peace

 

The League of Arabian Nations

Has moved the ball toward peace

Condemning Hamas and October 7

Instead of attacking the Israeli beast

 

The UN has recognized Palestine

As an independent sovereign nation

Along with Canada, France and Turkey

We demand an end to subjugation

 

The Arab League made their demand

That Hamas lay down its arms

In exchange they demand the Israelis

Should cease and do no more harm

 

It is time that genocide finally end

This vengeance has gone on too long

On all nations we must depend

To right this horrific wrong

 

We ask the good people of Israel

To demand an end to the war

To your leaders we beg your appeal:

Let the genocide be no more

 

 

Global Warming Blues

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CLIMATE CHANGE

 

Global Warming Blues

 

A great wave of sweltering heat

From Boston down to Baton Rouge

Pounding people to the beat

Of the global warming blues

 

We knew it was coming down

We’ve seen this heat before

The coil’s come unwound

We fear what lies in store

 

Old folks in their old folks homes

Will suffer most of all

Except for those who live alone

They’re up against the wall

 

But everyone will feel the pain

When the power grid is lost

And all involved will feel the strain

When it’s time to pay the cost

 

You’ve heard from the talking heads

You’ve seen it on the news

You’re shaken and you feel the dread

Of the global warming blues

 

The Final Hour

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: DEMOCRACY

 

The Final Hour

 

Freedom is no longer free

The brutes have come to power

We have entered our last plea

It is nearing the final hour

 

We thought we could fight the machine

With the weapons that words provide us

The machine doesn’t know what it means

We’re desperate for someone to guide us

 

Justice is no longer just

Decency was devoured

We’ve lost all sense of trust

We’re approaching the final hour

 

We believed the good would prevail

By the strength of our institutions

The four pillars would never fail

We would push for better solutions

 

But freedom is no longer free

And justice belongs to power

We swore that this could never be

We’re nearing the final hour

 

Yet there is time to make amends

There is time to forge another path

Before the road of history bends

Before the despot’s wrath

 

The Epstein Files

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

The Epstein Files

 

Livid are the MAGA folks

Near exploding with rage

They didn’t get the joke

They’re certain it was staged

 

The didn’t see the humor

They didn’t even smile

Like waiting for the rapture

They’ll have to wait a while

 

They were promised revelation

Transparency and more

An Epstein file sensation

Open up the iron doors

 

The pedophiles were trembling

With fear and trepidation

The ranks were disassembling

The depths of deprivation

 

But when the files were opened

Surprise! There’s nothing there

The world’s most powerful men

Would never be laid bare

 

MAHA

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

MAHA

 

You divide us by our shades

You make enemies of our friends

You make innocents afraid

Some wounds will never mend

 

You attack our institutions

Freedom of the press

It’s clear you’ve no solutions

You just create a mess

 

You didn’t end the wars

You only made things worse

We don’t know what’s in store

The global warming curse

 

So now you’re in a daze

Striking out in all directions

The issues that you raise

Are like a strange infection

 

It just won’t go away

That Epstein thing is growing

There’s nothing you can say

Without the people knowing

 

Make America Great Again?

I don’t think you’re being fair

It’s Make America Hate Again

Does anyone still care?