One Race, One People

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

One Race, One People

 

We are Americans

WE ARE HUMAN BEINGS

We stand with our own

WE STAND WITH HUMANITY

We are the best and the brightest

WE ARE THE BEST AND THE WORST

The most innovative and creative

THE BRIGHTEST AND THE DULLEST

We lead the world in all endeavors

WE JOIN THE WORLD IN REACHING

FOR THE FARTHEST STARS

We take pride in who we are

WE TAKE PRIDE IN WHO WE ARE

and where we are from

AND WHERE WE ARE FROM

We are the chosen of God

WE ARE THE CHOSEN OF MANY GODS

We are the ones who must choose

WE CHOOSE AND WE ARE CHOSEN

the path of righteousness

THE PATH CHOOSES US

We will rise above

WE WILL PREVAIL

Despite the world’s discord

WITH THE WORLD’S CONSENSUS

We are Americans

WE ARE CITIZENS OF THE WORLD

One people, one nation

ONE PEOPLE, ONE RACE

 

Compassion

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Compassion

 

Let us be judged by our compassion

For the most needful among us

The ones who are out of fashion

Scattered like windblown dust

 

For the homeless and oppressed

For the hopeless and depressed

For the discarded and distressed

For the destitute and depraved

For the hungry and enslaved

For the desperate and enraged

 

If we cannot end homelessness

If we cannot stop abuse

If we cannot cure depression

If we have no more to lose

If we cannot eliminate hunger

If we cannot eradicate rage

Let’s at least possess compassion

As we christen a compassionate age

 

Dance with the Devil

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS (UKRAINE)

Dance with the Devil

 

Once upon a twisted tale

We signed the Missouri Compromise

An agreement destined to fail

Neither virtuous nor wise

 

Now the free world is asked to agree

Which nations shall be enslaved

Which are empowered to be free

While we descend in virtue’s grave

 

It’s a dance with the devil

Down a twisted path

It may soothe for a while

But it will not last

 

We should not have condoned slavery then

We should not consent to enslavement now

Look back with wisdom remember when

A dance with the devil was once endowed

 

It’s a dance with the devil

Down a twisted path

It may soothe for a while

But it will not last

 

The Invasion

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

The Invasion

 

Maybe it began with Crimea

Maybe it was Georgia or Belarus

Whenever it began it begins again

With a strike at the heart of Ukraine

Putin is raising the stakes

He has chosen this time and place

To inflict a great deal of pain

On the proud people of Ukraine

He is challenging international order

Threatening the unity of Europe

Declaring war at a time of pandemic

 

It is time to declare Putin

An international crime boss

A godfather head of state

A pariah among civilized nations

A terrorist of the highest order

A brute a thug a war criminal

 

The price of this invasion

Must be as severe at the violation

Not in blood or loss of life

(though both will be extreme)

For the dictator values neither

But in wealth and prestige

The lifeblood of his immense ego

 

Mundane

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Mundane

 

The everyday things of life

The things we take for granted

A light breeze on a sunny day

A leisurely walk in a garden park

The geese are still here

Seems they never went south

The climate is too moderate

Flowers bloom year round

 

The things that must be done

To keep the machines running

Grocery shopping at the local market

Replacing the worn-out clothes

Keep the body moving

Take time to feed the soul

 

The things we do every day

The things we do every week

The things that occupy our minds

The things that demand doing

To maintain our daily existence

The normal and mundane

Gradually like saving grace

Become our life stories

Define our rightful place

In this wondrous world

 

Triumph and Tragedy

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Triumph & Tragedy

 

When one triumphs we all triumph

When one falls we all fall

 

When Jimi Hendrix touched the sky

with his soaring guitar riffs

When Billie Holliday made us cry

as heart and soul ran adrift

When Kerouac channeled On the Road

When Steinbeck gave us old Tom Joad

What Twyla Tharp did for dance

as Pablo Neruda for romance

When a gifted athlete reaches out

and claims a victory over doubt

we feel his awesome pride

we are all on the same side

 

Though they speak for one they gift us all

When they reach the top we stand tall

 

Those who do not understand this truth

will always be alone

In crowds or on their own

Profoundly and perpetually

Alone

 

Killing Journalists (in Mexico)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Killing Journalists

 

They kill journalists in Michoacán

Like they do in Moscow and Hong Kong

Like they do in police states

Like they do in places of corruption

Where criminal gangs and cartels

have more persuasion than government

and more authority than police

They kill journalists where officials

answer to criminals

and sicarios do not fear

 

They kill journalists in war zones

Where human bodies are commodities

Where poverty and drugs cheapen life

Where truth is just an afterthought

Where justice is a nightmare

and only peasants go to jail

 

They kill journalists in towns and cities

Where civilization has declined

And order has been lost

 

Where journalists are insecure

Where they can be killed with impunity

There is little hope for democracy

Little hope for human dignity

Little hope for society

Little hope for law-abiding citizens

Little hope for common folk

like you and me

Stupidity

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Stupidity

 

Stupidity is something you’re born with

Like intelligence or ten toes

It just is like a mountain of granite

It doesn’t fade and it doesn’t grow

 

It’s not something to be proud of

Nor should it give you shame

Thing is if you know you’ve got it

You just might want to restrain

 

From voicing your views out loud

On subjects you know nothing about

A little modesty might be in order

Or some modicum of doubt

 

When it comes to election time

You might swallow your stupid pride

Listen to the ones you trust

And let the smarter ones decide

 

King Sycophant

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POEMICS

Bannon: King Sycophant

 

There is something fundamentally sick

About a self-serving egotist

Submitting himself to the will of

Another self-serving egotist

 

He bows down before the aged one

The one who used to be Donny Diamond

But is now only a bitter old man

Fighting dragons of his own creation

Sending commands form the mountain top

Demanding fidelity at all costs

Bending grown men to their knees

 

The man who would be kingmaker

Is the king of all sycophants

He takes his place among the supine

And from his soiled throne he rants

 

Internal Affairs

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Internal Affairs

 

China proclaims the right to be free

From other nation’s interference

In the internal affairs of state

 

Let it be clear:

No nation has the right to commit

Crimes against humanity

Behind the curtain of national borders

No nation has the right to oppress its

Citizens on the basis of religion

Race or ethnic background

No nation has the right to submit

Its people to torture under

The guise of education

No nation has the right to punish

Individuals for exercising free speech

No nation has the right to imprison

Dissidents or protesters

 

The inherent rights of humanity

Do not stop at national borders

The march of human rights and

Human dignity will continue

Despite the cruelty of power hungry

Despots, dictators and tyrants

Claim what rights you will

Human rights trump all

 

The Great Dictators

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

The Great Dictators

 

Putin and Xi to a large degree

Are the greatest threats to global peace

Xi thinks nothing of forced labor

They are no worse than their evil neighbor

Putin is busy rattling his saber

All hail the great dictators!

 

Putin claims a righteous cause

Abusing borders and flaunting laws

He did the same in Belarus

Denied the people a right to choose

Between freedom and democracy

Or a life ruled by hypocrisy

Putin is a miserable satyr

All hail the great dictator!

 

What can be said of Chairman Xi?

How horrifying can one man be?

Suppressing protests in Hong Kong

We knew where he stood all along

He sees democracy as the great threat

Taiwan, Hong Kong and Tibet

Genocide: Can we turn our backs?

Tiananmen Square you’re on track

Is there anyone who’s greater?

All hail the great dictator!

 

Woah Canada!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

Woah Canada!

 

We think of you as our weaker

but more sophisticated sibling

Canada: Land of the educated

Land of the enlightened

Land of the peaceful and kind

 

We are shocked to see thousands

gathered on the streets of Ottawa

bearing swastikas and yelling obscenities

urinating and spewing degrading epithets

taking a stand against vaccination

 

We have long considered our northern friends

a kinder gentler more civilized breed

Have we infected you with our crudeness?

Have we implanted a hateful seed?

 

Woah Canada! Please say it ain’t so

You have not joined in the crazy race

taking sides with the spread of disease

losing touch with civility and grace

 

We need your sane and steady hand

We need your reasoned sanity

to calm our sometimes frenzied madness

to counter our wayward vanity

 

North Wind

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

 

North Wind

 

Storm upon storm batters the north

Like an angry Nordic god

The wind the rain the icy chill

Brings bridges down as towns stand still

Fallen trees and flooded streets

No end to this destruction

The biting wind the snow the sleet

This monumental disruption

 

Hide away the elder folk

Hide away the girls and boys

This storm brings endless chill and fright

A bitter end to days of joy

 

The dark of winter will not lift

It hangs on like a curse

And when we finally glimpse the light

It hammers us much worse

 

We wonder at the things we’ve done

To deserve this horrid storm

We huddle by the fireside

And hold on to the warm

 

Alas the sunlight breaks the day

And lingers from the morn

But we will long remember

This endless winter storm

 

The Equation (Putin's Gambit)

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

The Equation (Putin’s Gambit)

 

To war or not to war is an equation

In the minds of leaders of nations

Thirst for war is like a contagion

Give the order begin the invasion

 

The people follow like herded cattle

The least provocation to the first battle

Hatred comes easy to a people at war

Killers and rapists are at the door

 

A nation at war will rally support

Like the underdog in a popular sport

When a leader loses his hold on power

Mark the assault to the day and hour

 

The equation now is in Putin’s head

Recalculation before he goes to bed

Heads is war and tails is peace

The dogs of war nip at his feet

 

He calculates the gains he’d make

Support at home the land he’d take

To make his Mother Russia proud

The one true leader who never cowed

 

He calculates his costs of war

Seized assets making Russians poor

How much will his people suffer

To create a fictional power buffer?

 

What if they took his personal money?

Do his enemies possess that much cunning?

You can bet they do and yes they will

So stop the drums of war from drumming!

Russians Rise Up!

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Russians Rise Up!

 

From Moscow to St. Petersburg

From the Urals to the Baltic Sea

From the Volga to the Arctic Circle

From Eastern Europe to Siberia

 

Rise up and be counted!

Rise up in the name of freedom!

Rise up for your own independence!

Rise up for the people of Ukraine!

Rise up against the Great Dictator!

Rise up for Alexei Navalny!

Rise up for a brighter future!

Rise up to demand a change!

Rise up for prisoners of conscience!

Rise up for all the journalists

and dissidents who gave their lives

so that you might live in freedom!

 

The people of Mother Russia

do not deserve a life of oppression

any more than the people of Ukraine

or the people of Georgia

or the people of Albania

or the people of Romania, Poland

Bohemia, Slovakia and Belarus

All the peoples who have known

the iron fist of Soviet brutality

 

Rise up!

March on the streets of protest!

Once more in the spirit of liberty!

Once more in the spirit of equality!

Let the dictator know his days

cannot endure the hour!

The world cannot live in peace

while people are subjugated

in any nation anywhere!

 

Rise up children of Mother Russia

and let him know his reign of terror

has come to a merciful end!

Nazi's in Ukraine

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Nazi’s in Ukraine

 

There are rumors of Nazi sympathy

Rumors of fascist leanings

Be warned this cause will not go far

If that is where all this is leading

 

Let it be known throughout Ukraine

Let it be known in Independence Square

We will never work with Nazi’s

Neither here nor over there

 

We’ve heard it was a necessary evil

When Putin launched his invasion

It may have been expedient then

It will not do on this occasion

 

We will offer aid to serve your cause

If your cause is democracy

But all we give will soon be lost

If you veer toward autocracy

 

The world of freedom is united

In lending you a hand

But the white supremacists must go

If here we make a stand