#election2020
There will be two epiphanies
On January 6th.
Christians around the globe will celebrate
Little Christmas, The Epiphany,
The Word Made Flesh,
The arrival of the three wise men, The Magi,
And they reveal to the world
The Savior has come.
The same will happen on the Senate Floor (sans three wise men)
When the President-Savior
Is presented to the world,
And his detractors will bray, cackle and neigh
As he is adorned.
Saviors don't build walls,
They raze them.
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 10:34 AM UTC
I'm a loser.
I'm a loser.
And I'm all that I appear to be.
Of all the foes I have won or have lost,
There is one foe I should never have crossed.
He tallied tons more than I did my friends,
I'll not admit that I lose in the end.
I'm a loser.
I'm a loser.
And I'm all that I appear to be.
They say I look and I act like a clown;
My skin runs orange when I have my meltdowns.
My fears of jail are too real and acute,
A real man would self-aim and then shoot.
I'm a loser,
And I'm not the president you see.
I'm a loser,
And I'm all that I appear to be.
All I have done is the cause of my fate;
I'm old, bald, and stably overweight.
And so it's true pride comes before the fall,
It's also true they won't finish my wall.
I'm a loser.
And I'm not the president you see.
I'm a loser,
And I'm all that I appear to be.
(harmonica and don fade out)
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 1:53 PM UTC
Neither side won,
neither side lost.
How many people are there
whose wishes have been so answered?
Voters like me who seemed to have had their way,
Sit down, ******
pack your bags
and prepare to depart the Oval Office.
The future is ours.
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 11:32 AM UTC
Earlier in the morning
I’d read the movements of a stalwart blackbird
flicking dead leaves on my concrete driveway,
gleaning for grubs
Later, as I unloaded the weekly food shop,
substitute, as it was, for fun,
I heard an imperious cry,
scrolling up, the fork-tailed red kites circled
in a sunshine that denied pathetic fallacy
and the screech they made meant nothing
Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 7:16 AM UTC
Our world is in a mess.
There is no denying.
I send money so people can help.
I love doing that.
There are wars.
People getting hurt on all sides of our polygon,
They're dying in all manner of ways.
I love the way people will fight for their convictions,
Fight till death if need be,
For FREEDOM, LIBERTY, HAPPINESS.
I love that.
I love people in detention for their beliefs,
Their faith, hope and determination.
I know what bog schools are, penal laws, Black and Tans.
(I also know about cages, Jim Crowe, and Proud Boys).
I love their tenacity. I love their lives. They matter.
I love their politics, their altruism; the really giving of oneself,
To serve one's nation. To truly love one's country.
For these reasons,
I love Sleepy Joe.
He gives so gracefully.
Sacrifices the remainder of his life for his country,
His people, His family.
I love how the Tyrant will collapse,
Feeling betrayed, mocked, humiliated, parodied,
Jeered at, ostracized for his megalomania.
A shower will never wash away the
Odor breathed among his consorts.
Brushing will not diminish the Trump taste, the rot in your mouth.
I love Aristotle's Poetics, The Wheel of Fortuna, The Great Chain of Being, and the cathartic effects of tragedy.
I Love Life.
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 11:10 AM UTC
The human race is running,
The flag has yet to drop;
The victory should be stunning,
Trump has finally flopped.
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
... a whimpering simp?
NO.
A simpering whimp then?
Nnno! Close though.
A stable...
Absolutely not.
... genius
It'll come,
and when it does
it'll be like a blue bolt
from above;
the dark will give way,
the house on the hill will light up
like a prison escape.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC
Potus fallin'
Flotus stallin'
Scotus appalin'
Kim's cryin'
Vlad's lyin'
Donnie's dyin'
Joe's soarin'
Dems scorin'
God's in heaven,
All's right with the world
(Almost)
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC
Can you feel the seismic rift.
Shift your weight. Keep your balance.
Hold steady.
The ground is moving beneath.
We've been waiting, expecting this to happen.
It's Mesopotamian.
Hordes will be swallowed up.
Legions will burn,
We will be punished,
But there will come calm.
Our will be done.
Until the debris stops falling,
Look down, cover up.
Look up.
Oct 9, 2020
Oct 9, 2020 at 2:01 PM UTC
Pink eyes, and
Teary cries.
He tries against
Liting flies.
Sticking lies.
Goodbyes!
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
I am Canadian. We are considered polite.
I will remain so here.
We are a socialist democracy.
You, a capitalist democracy.
Our Prime Minister makes mistakes.
He's comparatively young. He takes good council.
He speaks of what he knows,
And knows when not to speak.
He can be mean (depending), but never cruel.
He has great wealth, but neither flaunts nor hides it.
When he equivocates or lies, he knows it.
We have all the amenities of a capitalistic society,
With the security and comfort of our social pluralism.
Our youth enrol in a free and fine education.
We have no rich or poor school districts.
We have no security guards or metal detectors.
We are not an economic super power.
We do not influence worldly affairs with an itch or a sniffle.
Our Senate is powerless (enough said).
Authority and power lie in the multi-party system;
Each chooses its leader.
We don't vote for the Prime Minister,
But every four years (and many times less) we can vote one out.
And get this: sometimes the party changes horses midstream to rein in getaways.
A coup d'état is almost impossible,
Unless we get invaded for our fresh water.
We're not nuclear armed, but when called, the Forces are tenacious.
We're not war mongers. We really do prefer peace.
Our former P.M. won a Nobel for coming up with the idea of a U.N. Peacekeeping Force. That's a real one.
We have serious problems like you. At times, the innocent and the guilty get hurt; that's never good. And believe me, we support most of your political initiatives, domestic and foreign, and your peaceful demonstrations. We know pain too.
I know you love your country. And you have **** good reasons.
Most Canadians love you too, and we are very worried about our southern neighbours who treat us so well when we visit west of the St. Clair River.
We've helped you when you were in need; when your country was under attack. We are your good neighbours with good fences. We will always be there for you and whatever Democracy you choose.
Please, choose wisely.
Bless America
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 3:48 PM UTC
The adulterer has the ****** Virus*,
And 45 needs to distance
Six thousand miles;
Cover his face;
Buy XS gloves;
Add a cup of bleach,
Light up his interior,
And wipe away the time
Spent behind SDNY bars.
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 10:05 AM UTC
Will the Jenga House collapse
If we remove the Judicial block?
Will the foundation hold the roof
If we remove the Legislative block?
Remove the Executive block(head),
Place it in the bunker, for reference,
And let the House rise up.
Rise up!
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
I'm a sinner,
Our boy's a swimmer;
Pray for us.
I crave to man handle
Lads in our *** scandal;
Pray for us.
My hub's a ******
Pleads, L'amour toujours;
Pray for us.
We seek your affection,
Count our Sunday collection;
Pray for us.
We drink golden showers,
Are massaged for hours;
Pray for us.
On our private jet,
We *** drink and fete;
Pray for us.
You don't know squat
Till you Manage a trois;
Pray for us.
We are rich,
And white as hell;
And richer now
That we fell.
Pray for us all.
Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
They live a life of dissipation,
Take up space in every nation;
Denounce Science deliberations,
Hide the truth through litigation;
They emit no illumination,
Preach an altered fact narration.
They support, by oration,
The Elephant's abdication,
And neglect of obligation.
They won't wear masks.
Or wash their hands;
Won't give six feet
In their wasteland.
They cry foul,
They cry hoax,
But they won't cry
When you die, Folks.
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 10:02 AM UTC
To weaken him,
He sent the archangel Virus;
To muffle him,
He sent the St. Michael storms.
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
I lift pens.
(You can never have enough of them)
Funeral Homes leave them lying around. They're the only good thing about Visitations.
Banks tie them down, but there are others, here and there.
There are those who want to take your pens too.
People with petitions are always asking to borrow a pen.
They want my ink and blood.
Be sure you get yours back.
I have a legit fountain pen collection.
Proud of my Parker I got in Oxford years ago,
During a different life that lead to this one.
Biff Loman lifted Mr. Oliver's pen,
After his epiphany.
Just runs in and steals it.
Am I a tragic figure as well?
Are we all playing our parts in
The Death of a Nation.
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 1:41 PM UTC
Do we really believe
That it's as simple
As a coincidence,
The words,
Spoke, wrote and vote
Rhyme?
There are bigger pictures out there
Than my phone screen.
Phone, home, alone...
Tell me that's serendipitous.
What about
Frump, Lump, Dump, Trump.
That's not chance.
That's Divine.
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 11:09 AM UTC
If I was a bigot,
Or xenophobic,
Or prejudiced,
Or sexist,
Or racist,
Or even Evangelical,
I would argue
The Wrath of God
Has enveloped America,
Like a plague.
But I'm not, I'm a non-believer.
Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC
Don't you admire his ringwork;
His footwork and speed?
Dance. Jab. Dance.
Did you see Rambonehead snap?
Glossy-eyed. Swollen and staggering
Like the bloated incumbent.
Jab. Dance. Jab.
The Dope's been roped.
The final count's on.
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 11:16 AM UTC