Blood on their Hands

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

 

Blood on their Hands

 

Trump expressed his disdain

Elon Musk delivered the blow

Severing Starlink from Ukraine

Without letting Zelensky know

 

Missiles landed without warning

Smashing buildings, taking lives

Kiev awakened in the morning

Not knowing how, who or why

 

Musk controls the technology

To turn the tide of war

As he pushes his dark psychology

Give the wealthy ever more

 

What they’re saying by their actions

Is that they like the Russian side

Splitting NATO into factions

Letting people know they lied

 

So now it’s Europe and Ukraine

Against the allied autocrats

The world has gone insane

And NATO smells a rat

 

While they play their morbid games

All of us should understand

To their everlasting shame

The have blood on their hands

 

J'Accuse

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN POLITICS

 

J’Accuse

 

Are you now or have you been

A good friend to a communist?

Vladimir Putin or Xi Jinping?

A fascist or a supremacist?

 

If you have be prepared

To step down and be exiled

Tell the truth if you dare

Volunteer to be defiled

 

You dare to tarnish others

When you yourself have betrayed

All your sisters and your brothers

Our proud nation is dismayed

 

You have taken sides in war

For the invader against Ukraine

For the man our friends deplore

You have gone against the grain

 

We will fight you with our votes

We will protest and resist

All our confidence implodes

You’re the friends of communists

 

We suggest self-deportation

But united with your good friends

You have disgraced your nation

It’s time we brought it to an end

 

Nobel

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: TRUMP

 

Nobel

 

He wants the Nobel Prize

For blowing up the Middle East

For promulgating baldfaced lies

And coddling the Russian beast

 

Is the world a better place?

More peaceful or more prosperous?

His reign is a disgrace

His foreign policy is monstrous

 

Still he wants the Nobel Prize

To seal his place in history

The world will long despise

This mystifying mystery

 

How a man of low morality

Low intellect and grace

A man of infinite banality

Rose up to this high place

 

His greatest virtue is greed

He lacks all curiosity

A man who does not read

Whose taste is a monstrosity

 

And yet he has the power

To cause a dozen wars

The bravest men will cower

If he threatens to do much more

 

 

The Fight for Democracy

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY

 

The Fight

 

The fight does not end November 3^rd

In fact it only begins

If you haven’t heard, spread the word

The losing side may win

 

When a man’s in love with power

He will not let it go

He will barricade his tower

And watch it all unfold

 

He will declare election fraud

Just like he has before

He’ll proclaim the word of God

And call his troops to war

 

What happens next we do not know

Will they take it to the streets?

Will we absorb another blow?

Will we yield to defeat?

 

Our republic is in jeopardy

If we do not put them down

They would make us out the enemy

And plant us in the ground

 

A New Leader in Ukraine

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE

 

A New Leader in Ukraine

 

Our president wants a new leader

To handle business in Ukraine

The man who’s never been a reader

Should think twice or refrain

 

While Zelensky stands a thousand tests

Of his mettle and endurance

Trump cries foul and beats his chest

As he offers no assurance

 

He wants Ukraine to pay the price

For the foolish war he started

He wants Zelensky to be nice

All prior acts disregarded

 

It is as clear as it has always been

That Trump is on the other side

Vladimir Putin is his friend

Despite all the times he’s lied

 

We’re trying hard not to see

A cold and harsh reality

Putin helped elect this man

That explains his crude demand

 

A new election in Ukraine?

While the bombs and missiles fly?

Even you must feel the strain

Of sustaining all your lies

 

Dengue Fever

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING

 

Dengue Fever

 

Like a magic carpet ride

On the waves of global warming

With the rising of the tide

And the deadly insects swarming

 

Here comes the dengue fever

And all those tropical diseases

That make this life much meaner

It grows harder to deceive us

 

We are only now beginning

To understand the grave effects

All this from so much “winning”

In an era of gross neglect

 

Today it is disease

Tomorrow it’s the flood

The reaper will be pleased

With this legacy of blood

 

With the warming comes the spread

Of weather born disasters

We will count the warming dead

And hope it doesn’t come much faster

 

For we are sadly unprepared

For what’s coming down the line

It’s a burden that we all must share

We’re ensnared in the warming bind

 

 

Housing Crisis in Spain

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: SPAIN

 

Housing Crisis in Spain

 

Parliament has failed to pass

Legislation to remedy housing

Affordability to the working class

The people find arousing

 

PM Sanchez did what he could do

He’s called a snap election

Without support to see it through

His party faces mass defection

 

The world economy is under strain

Trade wars with the States

All remedies have been in vain

Too little and too late

 

The people march in protest

Some action must be taken

The government must invest

Or the workers are forsaken

 

This is the problem everywhere

The rich want ever more

Until their leaders start to care

The people’s voice will roar

 

The right to decent shelter

Should belong to everyone

Until then it’s helter skelter

The government is done

 

Student Uprising in France

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: FRANCE

 

Student Uprising in France

 

The right to decent education

For both the rich and the poor

Fundamental to a civil nation

In France must be assured

 

The privileged have the finest schools

In France and everywhere

But in France they follow equal rules

The government must care

 

France must hold the light

To show the way for all

You must know it isn’t right

To hide behind your walls

 

Do not fight them on the streets

Listen and take heed

In the middle you must meet

You must try to meet their needs

 

We remember nineteen sixty-eight

A clarion call to France

Yet still the students wait

Why not give them a chance?

 

They are the future of the nation

Make them proud to take their place

Release them from this subjugation

They are the nation’s face

 

 

Viva Lula and Brazil!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: BRAZIL

 

Viva Lula and Brazil!

 

Lula da Silva does it again

Brazil is the better for it

Social democracy claims the win

Avoiding the rightwing pit

 

They flirted with autocracy

They were lucky to overcome

They held on to democracy

When Lula da Silva won

 

Now a brighter future calls

And the left must answer square

Tear down the oppressor’s walls

By treating all people fair

 

They wanted exploitation

Of the forests and the land

Now they’re a better nation

Since Lula made his stand

 

Brazil has made her choice

To uphold the people’s rights

To hear each and every voice

For that is worth the fight

 

Viva Lula and Brazil

The revolution has prevailed

This victory is real

Let’s hope they never fail

 

(Sadly, Lula unexpectedly lost the first 

round of elections. The future is in doubt.)

 

On Democracy

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: DEMOCRACY

 

On Democracy

 

Without freedom of speech

You do not have a democracy

You may have an autocracy

Without the sea there is no beach

 

Without freedom of the press

The people are not informed

Your country should be warned

You are democratic less

 

Without the right to protest

You don’t have a republic

Your public forums are sick

It’s a pillar of the west

 

Without protection of due process

Your democracy has failed

Your opponents can be jailed

You do not pass the test

 

Without free and fair elections

You are only a pretender

A civil rights offender

Destined for correction

 

Without independent courts

Your freedom is not real

You are subject to the steal

Your efforts come up short

 

A democracy takes time

It must be zealously protected

Attacks must be rejected

It’s a stubborn state of mind

 

 

Forever War

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WAR

 

Forever War

 

We are thrust into forever war

From east to west, from shore to shore

As warlords try their best to score

We protest: war no more

 

Putin lets his people down

Condemned to live in poverty

He’s planted thousands in the ground

He will leave a deadly legacy

 

Netanyahu never has enough

He wants forever war

He doesn’t care if life is rough

His inner lion roars

 

These wars are like a cancer

They spread like wildfire

They do not want an answer

The warlords never tire

 

It’s time the people intervened

There is no other way

Let protest be forever seen

Every night and every day

 

The ballot box in Tel Aviv

Mass resistance across Moscow

The warlords must be forced to leave

The time to act is now

 

 

Leaving Iraq

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAQ

 

Leaving Iraq

 

At long last we are leaving Iraq

Joe Biden gave the order

No one knows when we’ll be back

Iran is on the border

 

We were there to fight the Islamic State

Or so the handbook says

Now we will have to delegate

The blue coats leave the rez

 

Iraq was a disastrous war

An act of reckless ambition

Someday we’ll be back for more

To lose another war of attrition

 

It’s a story old as Roman days

The conquerors and crusades

It’s as if there is no other way

Our memory seems to fade

 

We’ll do it all again someday

We will start a fool’s endeavor

Some president will want to play

Despite our cries of Never!

 

It comes with too much power

To place in one man’s hands

Ambition claims the hour

The want of another’s land

 

Enemies and Friends

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CHINA

 

Enemies and Friends

 

China is not our enemy

But she is not our friend

She reminds us what we want to be

On democracy depends

 

She has billions in cheap labor

Yet she’s progressing over time

She is not a gracious neighbor

There are mountains she must climb

 

She does not need our trade

But with it she has prospered

With the profits she has made

She’ll be receiving offers

 

We can help her moving forward

But not without conditions

We’ll both give our solemn word

We won’t alter our positions

 

Taiwan remains independent

Despite Chinese demands

Just like Canada and Greenland

A message must be sent

 

We can work it out together

Without bitterness or war

The future will be better

If we’d give a little more

 

 

Pay for Play

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORRUPTION

 

Pay for Play

 

He takes gold for considerations

An end to foreign tariffs

Exemptions for preferential nations

You have got to pay the sheriff

 

Gold encrusted diamond rings

A suitcase filled with cash

Gilded treasures for the king

An invitation to the bash

 

If you’d like to make a deal

You’ve got to pay for his attention

To make a strong appeal

There are things we cannot mention

 

For a modest seven figures

He’ll open up the White House doors

If you’d like to use his signature

It may cost a little more

 

It’s pay to play for two more years

Get it while you can

The end of days is drawing near

It’s time to make your brand

 

Corrupt? It’s just a word

That’s how it’s always done

No matter what you’ve heard

It’s been a helluva run