Notorious MTG

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Notorious MTG

 

They love her in the Kremlin

She’s as sweet as she could be

Her loyalty is steadfast

The best they’ve ever seen

She puts it on the line

She’s crude, loud and mean

Vladimir says she’s fine

Marjorie Taylor Greene

 

One day she’ll fly to Moscow

To meet her only friend

But he will only laugh at her

With a message he will send:

You were a useful idiot

There is no more to say

No one really likes you

It’s just a game we play

 

So Marjorie is alone now

No one to hold her hand

No one on the phone now

To say they understand

Nobody really cares now

What Marjorie says or does

She’s no longer in the loop

There is no Marjorie buzz

 

316 to 94 (Aid to Ukraine)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

316 – 94

 

The vote on the floor of the House

Ukraine 316, Russia 94

Zelensky 316, Putin 94

Biden 316, Trump 94

 

The vote left no doubt

America is still America

The Putin caucus lost its pull

Crushed by a wave of patriotism

Battered by old-time allegiance

We will not be the reason

The Soviet empire was reborn

The Iron Curtain reforged

The world redivided into us and them

The free world and the oppressed

We will not return to the Cold War

(a war that was never cold)

We will not yield democracy to Europe

Not yet

Not this time

 

We are America and we will not

go down without a fight

We will hold our ground

with a new coalition

A coalition of democrats and republicans

Small d and small r

We will defend our birthright

Our legacy and our ideals

Unite in purpose and cause

 

(House passes foreign aid bill 316-94.)

 

Enemies

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Enemies

 

Our enemies wear many faces

Some poison our water and air

Some despise the darker races

Nearly all pretend they care

 

Netanyahu is an enemy of peace

Elon Musk is an enemy of truth

Vladimir Putin is a villainous beast

We’ll decide in the voting booth

 

There are many who have sold their souls

For some money or a piece of the action

There are many who play lesser roles

Who charade as an angry faction

 

To defeat our true enemies all

We must recognize who they are

One by one we must see them fall

To lift up our virtuous star

Sympathy for the Devil

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

Sympathy for the Devil

 

A man in the oval office

Who fell under Vladimir’s spell

Expresses admiration for Adolf

Paving a dismal road to hell

 

He will surely throw Ukraine under

Taiwan has cause to worry

Russia will charge like rolling thunder

NATO should arm in a hurry

 

One step away from seizing power

A power he will not surrender

Unless we rise in the final hours

The people as the last defender

 

He has sympathy for the devil

And this devil has a name

The dictators of the world unite

The ones who have no shame

 

The Invisible Hand

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

The Invisible Hand

 

We have lost Ukraine

Or we are surely losing

Because our Republicans in congress

No longer feel the pain

They suffer from an invisible hand

Implanted deep within their brains

The hand of their invisible leader

Who himself suffers an invisible hand

Implanted within his brain

 

We are losing every battle

And soon we will lose the war

As the Republicans in congress plead:

  We have given enough already

  We cannot give you more

But the truth is another story

About a cancer in the halls of glory

The hands that pull the purse strings

Have closed the funding door

 

Trump to NATO: Drop Dead!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Trump to NATO: Drop Dead!

 

He doesn’t know our history

And frankly does not care

The future is no mystery

We’re caught in Putin’s lair

If Donald wins the White House

We’d better say our prayers

Before we lay down to our beds

For Trump will say to NATO:

Drop dead!

 

He loves the world’s dictators

From Erdogan to Xi *

He finds them most appealing

As he considers what will be

An American dictator

Would lead a new alliance

Democracies not welcome

A new Europe in defiance

The world will long remember

The day the Donald said:

Dear NATO: Drop Dead!

 

* pronounced She

A Vote for War

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

The Antiwar Vote

 

Do not be fooled into thinking that

A vote for Trump is a vote for peace

For while Trump would surrender Ukraine

War would envelop the Middle East

 

He has no knowledge of our alliances

On which our security depends

Netanyahu is sworn to war forever

And he is Trump’s sworn friend

 

A vote for Trump is a vote for Vlad

A vote for Vlad is a vote for war

All of Europe trembles at the thought

Of the horrors that lie in store

 

After Russia conquers Ukraine

At a cost of a million lives

He will take aim at Sweden

And Poland may not survive

 

So if you wish to vote for peace

Know well who you’re voting for

A vote for Trump is a vote for Putin

A vote for Putin is a vote for war

 

The Putin Caucus

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

The Putin Caucus

 

It ain’t about the border

This is where the fight begins

Will Republicans find their courage

Or will the Putin Caucus win?

 

Ukraine is in the balance

Taiwan is nervous too

If the Putin Party gets their way

All free nations lose

 

The Israeli siege continues

There is no problem there

Bebe is the Donald’s friend

And Putin doesn’t care

 

We warned you this would happen

It’s as clear as it could be

The Donald serves Vladimir

Like a puppet on his knee

 

The writing is on the wall

It’s as predictable as rain

The only cause they serve today

Is cutting funding for Ukraine

 

America First

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

America First

 

There are those in the party of Lincoln *

Who loudly proclaim America First!

But when it comes to serving the nation

Their record could hardly be worse

 

Given a choice to protect the border

At the cost of supporting Ukraine

They turn their back on both causes

Like trading the wheat for the grain

 

The truth has now become clear

It’s not America first at all

For in the balance of global relations

Russia’s rise is America’s fall

 

We have witnessed a dark infiltration

Of our hallowed congressional halls

The subversion of our great nation

As support for our ally stalls

 

Who butters your bread Mister Johnson? **

Who tells you what you must do?

Do you know to whom he answers?

And whether his cause is true?

 

* Pre Civil War Republicans

** Speaker of the House

Zelensky Stands

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

Zelensky Stands

 

He became the president of

A nation under siege

All of Ukraine shivers

Every time Russia breathes

 

Putin took Crimea and eastern Ukraine

Like Canada seizing New Hampshire and Maine

The American president gave him the shoulder

The White House reception could not have been colder

 

Against all odds he stood his ground

When the Russian invaders took their land

His courage was proven, his character sound

Four years later Zelensky still stands

 

Nobody knows what the future will hold

But in him we have witnessed the best of a man

His passion is true and his instincts are bold

When other would falter Zelensky stands

 

A Modern Mussolini

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

A Modern Mussolini

 

He sounds a lot like Hitler

But he is not the same

Hitler was an orator

Who had a feel for art

The Don is a pretender

Whose speeches fall apart

He’s more like Mussolini

The Italiano beast

They both hold their girth

And hailed from the east

The original fascista

As everybody knows

Wherever Hitler points

Mussolini goes

Like Vlad and the Don

We know who’s on top

If Vlad is the chief

The Don is the cop

He’ll do Putin’s bidding

Without question or doubt

In the end he’ll ask Vlad:

Can you help a poor boy out?

He’s a modern Mussolini

But he never read the story

If he had he would know

The end is pretty gory

 

The Fall of Europe

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

The Fall of Europe

 

What began in the United Kingdom

Like a virus spread to Spain

Italy, Greece and the Netherlands

In the balance lies Ukraine

 

Vladimir plays his poison hand

Deftly if not with grace

His agents in the Netherlands

Put on a nationalist face

 

He is taking Europe one by one

He is picking it apart

Soon the union may be done

As a madman works his art

 

We are trading in our values

To shelter us from fear

A wave of dark migration

We will pay a price in tears

 

When you let a rodent in your house

They will lay your cupboards bare

They’ll take more than you have to give

Too late! They’re everywhere!

 

GOP to Ukraine: Drop Dead!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

GOP to Ukraine: Drop Dead!

 

In the battle of David and Goliath

Today’s GOP would take the giant

In the contest of virtue versus sin

For sin the party would go all in

 

In the war of Russia against Ukraine

The GOP has made it plain

Vladimir Putin is their true friend

They will stand with him to the end

 

They don’t care about who’s right or wrong

They’ll let the Donald sing their song

They don’t care about who’s wrong or right

The Donald tells them who to fight

 

Putin is salivating with anticipation

The day Ukraine falls as a nation

They couldn’t win on the battlefield

But Vlad and Donald cut a deal

 

The Donald gets his Moscow tower

While Vlad expands his base of power

Ten years forward they’ll tear it down

And burn his legacy to the ground

 

Heartless (Ode to Putin)

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

 

Heartless

 

The man who does not blink an eye

Inflicting pain upon another

The woman who breaks others’ hearts

She has never found her own

The lonely child without a conscience

Who will never understand

The one who takes pleasure in others’ misfortune

The doctor who experiments upon the helpless

The trigger man for the mob

The singer who strikes every note

But never sheds a tear

The assassin who hits his mark from

A thousand paces

The general who orders his soldiers into

A hopeless battle

The commander who goes to war

To satisfy his ego

 

There are doubtless those who have no heart

The eternal question is:

Were they born heartless or

Did they lose it somewhere along the way?

We must hope it is the latter

For then they might find it again

But you cannot find what has never been