how democracy died…

small infected cut
not visible to the eye
but soon it’s poison
entered the body’s blood stream
shutting down vital organs

2023 house of representatives’ agenda…

now
be advised
that
it takes a lot
of
time
to do nothing
well
nothing but
obstruct others
from
doing
what’s right
lord knows
being so divisive
creating
national hostility
between
lifelong friends
and
neighbors
is going to be
quite time consuming
that’s why
i’ll
never have time
to
do my job
oh
i know there
are
a few folks
out there
hoping that my
all-consuming fund raising
and
hell-raising behaviors
should be stopped
and
i should turn
my attention
to
national and international
issues
that directly
affect the lives
of
my constituents
and
i would
seriously
consider
those alternative positive actions
but
i just won’t
have
time

 

 

mavors’ fables…

tell me
no more stories
of
war
i don’t want
to
hear
about
acts of valor
on
the battlefield
or
families left behind
orphaned
by
political
and
corporate greed
no
don’t
tell me
another story
until
you can
raise
the dead

 

 

expanding your repertoire…

must be something wrong
since you’ve got only one song
i’m taken the fifth
is the song you keep singing
might want to learn jailhouse rock

 

 

january 6 traitors…

the soldiers of death
hollow minded infantry
waving hate’s banner
moving with slithering steps
into the battle with truth

 

 

by any other name…

though
they
walk the halls
of
congress
as
representatives
of
the people
we typically
find them
enaging
agreeing
or
offering to engage
in
dubious
conduct
and
behavior
in
return
for
a fee
if they walked
the streets
they’d be
called
something else

no reconciliation…

it’s only the fool
who feeds a venomous  snake
from his open palm
hoping that the snake will see
harmony is all he seeks

insufficient for purpose…

ain’t got
no fancy
iambic pentameter
to wrap around
my words
nor
sweet rhythms
to conceal
the crimes
of our time
no metaphors
for the sounds
of bullets
ripping
the flesh
of children
huddled with fear
in their classrooms
can’t find
an anonomatopoeia way
to say
the gun lobby
is french kissing
dollars
into the mouths
of senators
so they’ll
turn a blind eye
to the streets and classrooms
flowing
with innocent blood
but they ain’t
the only ones
refusing to see
that racism
defines this nation
and perhaps
the entire white world
for tears are shed
when ukrainian children die
but not even a sigh
is heard
when children starve
to death
in africa and bangladesh
or
children are struck down
by an israeli drone
there’s no fixed meter
that can convey
the absolute sadness
of parents
with their child’s death
no poet can ever
capture the emotions
for such an event
we merely stutter
our thoughts in words
onto the page
hoping to express
our personal rage
at the inhumanity
of mankind

it’s all negotiable..

as
has been
our
nation’s
tradition
human rights
and
freedom
are
on the table
as
items
of
property
to be
the centerpiece
of
our flexible
moral
negotiable instrument
said
instrument
will
strictly
adhere to
the uniform commercial code
stringent efforts
will be made
to obscure
reality
from
the public
through
the use
of
previously
successful
political jargon
or
fear jabberwocky
about
one
ethnic group
or
another
these methods
have been
a full blown
bullet-proof
strategy
resonating
with
voter self-interest
please note
that
this
instrument
is
transferable
to
any entity
residing
in
or
having
control
of
needed resources
listed
in
the initial contract

comfort woman…

we
do not
speak
of
such
things
how
human souls
become
the distorted
entertainment
of
others
enslaved
and
forced
to
appease
another’s
lust
but
this is
our
world
and
freedom’s body
has
been
offered
on
the market