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Jai Rho Jan 2019
Come and listen to my story about a con named Don
A poor Manhattaneer, barely kept his family out of pawn,
And then one day he was launderin’ some coin,
And up through the ground come some rubles and crude.

Oil that is, black gold, Russian tea.

Well the first thing you know ol’ Don’s a millionaire,
The kinfolk said "Don move away from there"
Said "Mother Russia is the place you ought to be"
So they loaded up the jet and they moved to DC.

D@#$%&bag Central, that is. Swampy pools, tea partyers.

Well now it's time to say good-bye to Don and all his kin.
And we would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin’ ‘em.
You're all invited back next week to this locality
To hear a heapin’ helpin’ of their conspiracy.

Jail time that is. They’ll set a spell, take their shoes off.

They’re goin’ away now, y'hear?
Jai Rho Oct 2018
First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist

Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist

Then they came for the trade
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist

Then they came for the Jews
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Jew

Then they came for me
And there was no one left
To speak out for me
Jul 2018 · 699
Jai Rho Jul 2018
’s gone phishin’
For some fools a’wishin’
They could whup
The good ole USA

They all voted for some chump
Who always takes a big fat dump
On the good ole USA

They hollar and they scream and shout
And then they cry and then they pout
Because they’ll never get their way

‘s gone phishin’
For some fools a’wishin’
They weren't so sad
In the good ole USA
Feb 2017 · 419
You're Fired!
Jai Rho Feb 2017
What did Donald Duck
say to the Bill of Rights?
Feb 2017 · 315
Amen (George S. Patton)
Jai Rho Feb 2017
Fixed fortifications
are monuments

to the stupidity of man.
Jai Rho Feb 2017
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware

I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side

It's s time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Aug 2016 · 2.8k
Tennessee waltz
Jai Rho Aug 2016
She had moonpie eyes
and a wildcat smile,
draped by slow
smooth sip of whiskey
hair, the color of corn
in the wispy July air

And she wore purple
and white Irises speckled
with yellow as her dress,
flowing in the tall grass
beneath a willow sky

Her feet embraced
the earth between her toes,
as she twirled a whirl
of moonlight, shadowing
the daytime's blazing sun

And like a cradle rocking,
held me
like I was newborn
Jul 2016 · 372
The Mad Hattaner
Jai Rho Jul 2016
There above his shiny baldy head,
a long and winding comb-over,
is it white, orange or red?

A cap is perched with Krazy Glue
to keep it in its place,
or is it there to keep his head
from floating into space?

He spews blither blather
and trumpets nonsense
to wild applause
and cheer

at a raucous party
where tea is spiked
with fear
May 2016 · 439
May 2016 · 250
Jai Rho May 2016
At absolute zero
there is no motion
only potential

At greater energy
potential is transformed
and motion occurs
at speed
May 2016 · 289
S = E
Jai Rho May 2016
An object at rest
has no speed

An object in motion
has energy

The difference
is speed
is energy

Speed = Energy
May 2016 · 426
The Fifth Dimension
Jai Rho May 2016
X and Y and Z
are spatial coordinates
in Three Dimensions

T is a point
in time --
the Fourth Dimension

S is speed
from one point
in time
to another --
the Fifth Dimension
Feb 2016 · 303
wayward warrior
Jai Rho Feb 2016
It is always
the one next to you

the one on the left
the one on the right

the buddy
the brother
the man

who you may love
or never know

but will give your life
to save
in horrifically pure
survival's fight

not for god
not for country
not for way of life

but for the one
on the left

and the one
on the right
Feb 2016 · 253
A Head Held High
Jai Rho Feb 2016
There is a twinkle in the eye
of a head held high

No matter the surroundings
the embraces or the poundings

Inner dignity shines bright
and finds its way to light

The twinkle in the eye
of a head held high
Jan 2016 · 314
Jai Rho Jan 2016
Long may you roam . . .
Jan 2016 · 641
Hey, Hey, NRA
Jai Rho Jan 2016
Hey, Hey, NRA
Who're you going
To **** today?

A little girl at school
Or a little boy at play
Maybe a *******
From India by mistake

Home defense
Is a good excuse
But it's more likely
to be home abuse

Suicides are up
And accidents too
But they're guaranteed
By Amendment Two

We all need protection
From all the terrorists
Because they can buy guns
Even if they're on our lists

And don't forget the Government
We'll need our peashooter Glocks
Against their heavy armament

Hey, Hey, NRA
Who're you going
To **** today?
Dec 2015 · 356
a few degrees
Jai Rho Dec 2015
it doesn't take much
to warm a planet
or raise the seas

just a few degrees

it doesn't take much
to whip the winds
across the plains

or end a drought
with thirsty rain

just a few degrees

it doesn't take much
to burn with passion
to laugh from joy
or cry from pain

just a few degrees

it doesn't take much
a hateful word
or a loving touch

to see the world
as round with hope
or flat with despair

it doesn't take much
just a few degrees
Dec 2015 · 229
Six Who Died Today
Jai Rho Dec 2015
They are still dying
in Afghanistan.

Let us honor their sacrifice,
and save others,
by bringing them home.
Jai Rho Dec 2015
Tiny was a terrible terrorist.

First, he was tiny.  
Then, he was terrible.  

Whenever he wanted to terrorize anybody,
he would say, "Hey, look at me!  I am a terrorist!"
So people would look.  

But because he was so tiny, they couldn't see him.
Not right away.  

First, they saw Tom cheating on Mary.
Then they saw Susan dumping Harry
and Lisa buying clothes.  Lots of clothes.

They saw Billy Bob pretending to be Bobby Sue
and the IRS targeting You Know Who.
They heard Lisa cry to her mom,
and Joey getting yelled at by his dad,
but they couldn't find Tiny,
and they were really sad,

Because Tiny changed his name to Tim,
and nobody knew it was him.
Dec 2015 · 1.1k
I got you, Shannon Johnson
Jai Rho Dec 2015
He crossed a continent for love,
not knowing where
his journey would lead.

Along the way,
he marched into wildfires
to save lives when others fled.

He kept his family close,
along with those he loved,
in ink forever in his flesh.

And in the end it was his flesh,
riddled with bullets in San Bernardino,
that saved the life of another.

"I got you," were the last words
of a heroic life gone too soon,

"I got you, Shannon Johnson," are our words
for a heroic man forever.
Nov 2015 · 315
Jai Rho Nov 2015
Our most basic common link
is that we all inhabit this planet.

We all breathe the same air.
We all cherish our children's future.

And we are all mortal.
Nov 2015 · 256
RFK (from GBS)
Jai Rho Nov 2015
Some men see things as they are
and say "Why?"

I dream things that never were
and say "Why not?"
Nov 2015 · 240
Chinese Proverb
Jai Rho Nov 2015
It is better to light a candle
than curse the darkness
Jai Rho Nov 2015
If you hear the song I sing
You will understand
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command
Nov 2015 · 371
I am the Lucky One
Jai Rho Nov 2015
When I give thanks
and yesterday

I look out my window
at the clear blue sky
and the autumn leaves
and my neighbors
strolling by

And I step outside
to join them
and the birds
singing in the trees
Nov 2015 · 460
Mission Accomplished
Jai Rho Nov 2015
If we destroy America
on our own

There will be nothing left
for terrorists to do
Nov 2015 · 2.2k
The Hot Air Campaign
Jai Rho Nov 2015
We bomb

police stations
sleeping children

and people
who we call
"collateral damage"

while chasing elusive
"high value targets"

while missing stationary
protected non-targets

oil fields
arms dealers

and others who profit
from the insanity
they fuel
Nov 2015 · 394
Sorry, we're CLOSED
Jai Rho Nov 2015
The vintage patina
of green verdigris
melts from her eyes

and turns to brown
as salty tears are shed
like streaks of rain
from darkened skies

No room here for
the tired
the poor
the huddled masses

yearning to breathe free

as bricks build walls
to shut out refugees
and armor borders
that extinguish

what once was
Nov 2015 · 451
Broken, but not bought
Jai Rho Nov 2015
Contrary to popular belief,
we have found WMDs in Iraq,
whose Tigris and Euphrates rivers
once flowed into the Garden of Eden.

But true to popular belief,
these WMDs were not weapons
of mass destruction, in the usual
meaning of that phrase,

They turned out to be wars
of mutual destruction, fueled
by fear and anger against
the most vulnerable within our reach

It matters not that good
intentions guided bombs
and tanks to destroy the
land and lives of innocents

To a man who buried his
family in the smoking ashes
of his ancestral home, or that
vengeful reprisals have no

Other cause, to a mother who
sheds tears upon her favorite
photo of her dead son, whose
body has come home

But whose blood was spilled
into the Tigris and Euphrates

And it matters not
that treasures spent
in futile efforts to fix
what through unfounded

Belief was broken,
by laying siege to
vanquished tribes
to form a nation

Foreign to their own.
And though livelihoods
and communities have
been drained of hope

And promise at home,
there is no end in sight
for wars still fueled by
fear and anger against

The most vulnerable
within our reach.
Nov 2015 · 320
Jai Rho Nov 2015
I miss the morning paper
personally delivered
to my front door

or sometimes in
the willows
or hedges wet
with dew
Oct 2015 · 309
The sound of water
Jai Rho Oct 2015
There is nothing like it
all different
and all the same

a splash in a river
after the pouring rain

the flow from a tap
and bubbly champagne

a drip drip drip leak
and steam from a flame

the pulsing beat
of the blood in your veins

It's there in your eyes
when you laugh with joy
and cry from pain

it's there when you thirst
whether body or soul

The sound of water
all different
and all the same
Jun 2015 · 287
Angle of the Sun
Jai Rho Jun 2015
We stood
on shadows cast
from the glow
of a sunlit moon

that took flight
above waves breaking fast
upon melting sand
beneath our gripping toes

We rode them like wings
along the path we carved
into the fabric of night's
luminescent beams

and basked in the warm
and turning flow emerging
from yesterday's horizon
as the morning rose
Jun 2015 · 370
Urgent Care
Jai Rho Jun 2015
I passed by a hospital the other day
it had a sign that said "No emergency services"
above bold block letters proclaiming

I wondered how that could be
how can an emergency not be urgent?
doesn't a life or death situation require
the most urgent care?

And then it occurred to me
that care is always urgent
and if given constantly
there would be

No emergencies
Apr 2015 · 439
Middle East Soliloquy
Jai Rho Apr 2015
To nuke, or not to nuke-- is that the question?
Whether 'tis nobler in the end to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fury
Or take up arms against a sea of violence
And by opposing join them. To die, to sleep--
To sleep--when we cast away all hope,
And begin the thousand years
That waste is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be questioned. To die, to sleep--
To sleep--no more to dream: ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death no dreams may come
And no waking hour shall see the sun,
When we have snuffed this mortal soul.
Mar 2015 · 600
Being three
Jai Rho Mar 2015
Three is a lonely number
it's the odd man out
the third wheel
the unreserved ticket
the strikeout

It's what happens
after two

But three is also a prime number
it's the pinnacle
the apex
the try in
the attempt

It's what happens
Feb 2015 · 390
The Constant Ocean
Jai Rho Feb 2015
JFK once said that we are drawn to the sea
because the sea changes
and the light changes
and the ships change

but the ocean is constant in all of us
its salt is in our blood
in our sweat
in our tears

We all came from the sea
and when we go back to swim
to sail
to see

We leave behind
who we once were
and find each other

beyond the far horizon
Feb 2015 · 442
Jai Rho Feb 2015
There are angels
where are angels
are there angels
where you are
angels there are
angels where are
angels there you
are an angel
everywhere there
are angels where
you are my
angel everywhere
Jai Rho Feb 2015
When Johnny comes marching home again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll send him back for another tour
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Old men will cheer while young boys fight
The ladies will cry alone at night
And we'll all feel safe until
Johnny comes home again.

The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
When Johnny kills another boy,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The village will be blown away
The roses won't see another day,
And we'll all feel safe until
Johnny comes home again.

Get ready for the Jubilee,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Our gasoline costs less than three,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The laurel wreath is ready now
To place upon his casket shroud
And we'll all feel safe until
Johnny comes home again.

Let love and friendship on that day,
Hurrah, hurrah!
Grieve as we send him away,
Hurrah, hurrah!
And let each one mourn some part,
When beats no more the warrior's heart,
And we'll all feel safe until
Johnny comes home again.
Feb 2015 · 632
Levels in the Sky
Jai Rho Feb 2015
There are levels in the sky,
where the clouds come sliding by,
and the sun is bursting through
with rays ablaze upon our eyes

There are levels in the ground,
where the mountains hold the towns,
and tears of storms' past fury shine
in serenity they have found

There are levels in the sea,
where the days are memories,
and waves that wrestle with the shore
toss our spray into the breeze
Jan 2015 · 719
murderers are not Martyrs
Jai Rho Jan 2015
Do not praise Allah
if you **** in his name,
the prophet Mohammed
is crying in shame

Do not ask God's blessing
to ****** and maim,
His commandments since Moses
could not be more plain

Do not pray to Jesus
if you cause suffering and pain,
He was a Savior
when on a cross he was slain

Whatever demons are lurking
behind your acts inhumane,
they will drag you to Hell
no matter their names
Dec 2014 · 426
birches in snow
Jai Rho Dec 2014
the air is crisp
and the sky takes a breath
as our footsteps crunch
their way through white
strips rising from a
crystalline field, bearing
the markings of tigers
on their way to heaven,
crowned by dancing dabs
of jade fluttering
in the rustling breeze
Oct 2014 · 677
Buried Dreams
Jai Rho Oct 2014
We were pirates then
dueling swords of picket wood
on summer days when backyard pools
were Caribbean seas

We swung from frayed and creaking rope
tethered to the stolid limbs of shadegiving trees
plundering the ships we made from cardboard
and splintered pinewood crates

We laid siege to sandbox fortresses
with cannon fire from garden hoses
muzzled by the ends of our thumbs

Our shipmates were the tabby cats
and german shepherds we dressed
in tattered sheets pillaged from
lines strewn across the lawn
and patches held by rubber bands
covering bewildered eyes

We were pirates then
dueling swords of picket wood
on summer days we buried
in coves hidden along straits
we marked on weathered maps

Surviving still and sometimes found
in the darkest corners of the night
and the cloudless wonder of the day
Sep 2014 · 6.7k
Her bike
Jai Rho Sep 2014
Mine was carbon fiber
with Campagnolo gears
it had ramhorn handlebars
and I rode beyond all fear

Until I hit loose gravel
just around a bend
downhill at full travel
and I went end over end

Now I ride a cruiser
with a basket and a bell
it's got a loose cupholder
and riding uphill is hell

But it gets me where I'm going
and it's healthy for my scars
it makes me feel like I am soaring
when she is on the handlebars
Sep 2014 · 646
Jai Rho Sep 2014
spin states you and i
like waves across the sky
forever held in time

Sep 2014 · 432
Jai Rho Sep 2014
A tiny oasis
on the road to somewhere else
weary travelers passing


for a moment
for respite
for fuel
for refreshment

before moving on

to places dreamed of
and dreamed about
sometimes in posters
on the walls

new york london paris
saint louis too
and new orleans

a lithe slip of a girl

out of nowhere

with ponytail bobbing
and smiling eyes

announcing specials
from yesterday's fare

requests and selections

looks around and

recalls her own

as she pirouettes
before disappearing

behind curtain doors
Sep 2014 · 259
Jai Rho Sep 2014
The worst
that money
can buy
Aug 2014 · 451
August Moon
Jai Rho Aug 2014
Good moon rising
from the fiery molten marle
that once we saw as sun

the radiant night
like the blackened sea
drinks in the falling sky

A candle in the darkness

for the gentle
chorus of the stars
Jul 2014 · 534
Declaration Day
Jai Rho Jul 2014
Self-evident, but unrecognized
inalienable, but usurped
equal, but oppressed

The rights of every individual
to live in freedom and equality,
unchained by tyranny, to be
master of his or her own destiny

And when our forefathers yielded,
in the name of loyalty and governance,
blind at first to common interest,
they found their rights, their beliefs,
their liberty, eroding from the
land where they stood, from
the cherished ground they
made their home

Though separated by community,
culture, trade, religion and
political views, they became united,
to reclaim their rights, and to
secure and protect their future,
for themselves and for
generations to come

They became one people,
who set aside their differences
to march together toward freedom,
and with one voice they
proclaimed their independence

Announced not with the thunderous
echo of gunfire, but with a declaration,
an appeal to justice, and most
importantly, a pledge

A pledge to each other, to
dedicate their lives, their fortunes
and their sacred honor to their
common purpose, to a nation
where all men and women
are created equal, and life,
liberty and the pursuit of
happiness may flourish

It is this declaration
that we celebrate today,
not our victory in war
or the battles we fought,
but the pledge of our
forefathers, to each
other, to the nation that
we inherit, and to the
march to freedom that
we now must honor
Jun 2014 · 376
Father's Day
Jai Rho Jun 2014
Every day
is Father's Day
when his child
makes him more
than just a man
May 2014 · 1.3k
Jai Rho May 2014
Four score and seventy one years ago,
fifty thousand men, in blue and gray
divided, became one, in red united
to consecrate the ground where we
now stand.  From the Shenandoah
Valley, and the Potomac banks they
marched, and fell at Cemetery Hill,
Little Round Top, and Devil's Den.

But on this day, they rise to give
meaning to their sacrifice; they leave
behind their sabers and their musket
rifles, their cannon silent, their battle
done; they rise in peace at Gettysburg,
they rise at dawn with the morning sun.
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