Myth and Message

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

Myth and Message

 

Jobs are up, inflation is down

The market is up, crime is down

Wages are up, interest is down

 

Yet the Don says it’s a disaster

And the Don is the people’s master

We believe what we want to believe

Though we know we are being deceived

 

The Dow is at an all-time high

But the poor folks feel they’re suffering

We may not know or understand why

Because all our news is buffering

 

Look around and use your head

America is running strong

You’re deliberately being misled

The naysayers are all wrong

 

And yes they’re handling the hurricanes

And no they’re not stealing money

Look it up before your interest wanes

If it weren’t tragic it would be funny

 

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

 

Man of Sin

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: PROPHECY

Man of Sin

 

Voices of the ancients warned

There would rise among the people

A man of sin

He would claim to be the chosen

Above and beyond the law

His rise would be marked in red

Seven signs of the apocalypse

The scourge of pestilence

Hurricanes and thunder

A shaking of the earth

A sky of fire and dismal smoke

Winds of rage and horror

The heart of vengeance

Wars and rumors

Destruction and devastation

A pall cast over the earth

In the days of final reckoning

He will place himself above all others

Above the generals and ministers

Above the saints and sinners

Above the kings and emperors

Above the sun

Above the one

And he shall be revealed:

The man of Sin

 

Tucker's Reign

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN MEDIA

Tucker’s Reign

 

Three million viewers daily

And not a particle of integrity

He pedaled propaganda to the masses

Not the facts, not reasoned opinion

Not a particular point of view

But raw uninhibited propaganda

An alternative universe

A purely imagined reality

 

He was the King of Conspiracy

An instigator of insurrection

A Russian pawn

An apostle of the Don

No one could take him down

Until they did

 

Not even the first amendment

Could protect the blatant lies

The unbridled hatred

The fake outrage

The unashamed racism

Of Tucker Carlson

 

He made Fox News a lot of money

But in the end he cost more

Than he made

 

What price integrity?