In Response To Terrorist Acts… Past, Present & Future…

 

 

So, you kill in your god’s name, so you say?

Your Holey War1 is to make “sinners” “pay”?

“Thou Shalt NOT Kill” is NO spin,

When YOU kill folks, that’s YOUR sin,

How will YOU pay, on God’s real Judgment Day?

 

If the voice in your head orders killing,

Commands chaos and carnage, blood spilling,

No one else is to blame,

Except you, fool, by name,

Don’t you dare try to give “God” top billing!

 

Re the god, who you claim to endorse?

Be He Christian, Jew, Muslim or Norse,

Would one gentle and shrewd,

Seek your help, cruel and crude?

NOPE, that’s not work He’d ever outsource!

 

To dive off the deep end is to sink,

Try to muster sound brain cells to think,

Instead fight the insanity,

End your war on humanity,

Seek out peace of mind, hire a shrink!

 

 

1 No… I didn’t misspell “Holy”.

 

One Quick Limerick (#004)

 

Meet mean Ol’ Grumpy, who wants a tall wall,

War refugees, émigrés he’ll ban, stall,

He can’t embrace diverse cultures,

His “ICE-men” swoop down like vultures,

Statue of Liberty’s tears start to fall!

 

One Quick Limerick (#003)

Three score and ten is far, far from one’s youth,

But that is not too old to be uncouth,

Hear Tweetie whine, snort and grunt,

Call proper inquests, “witch hunt”,

His just deserts for not telling whole truth!

 

 

More “Dirty” Limericks re Donald Trump

 

During Donald Trump’s hot-miked bus ride,

To Billy Bush, he did smugly confide,

How he’ll coax and coerce,

Kiss and grope… do far worse,

To his attacked female victims, worldwide.

 

To all women, Trump thinks he’s “God’s gift”,

To say the least, his ‘tude makes women miffed,

He forces kisses on mouth,

Violates them, down south,

And once he gets off, he casts them adrift.

 

To get down to the crux of the matter,

Donald Trump is a crude, smutty sătyr,

That prez wannabe jerk,

Is Not Safe For Work,

He’s risky biz for your on-the-job chatter.

 

Donald Trump hates all women the same,

He’ll assault, insult and body shame,

They’re to him, cuts of meat,

To abuse and maltreat,

He’s bankrupt, despite his wealth and fame.

 

Don Trump’s sex assaults / cussing, non-stop,

Present mega-probs for mom and pop,

That sex fiend, so uncouth,

Robs their kids of their youth,

He batters them, with his X-rated slop.

 

Hey Americans! Don’t sell your souls,

Moral values MUST trump, Don Trump’s goals,

DO NOT let that wretch slaughter,

Your own Mom, Wife or Daughter,

Keep that in mind… as We head for the polls.

 

 

“Dirty” Limericks re Donald Trump

 

Long before the news panel game show Wait Wait… Don’t Tell Me hit the NPR airwaves, I’ve been expressing my political / social commentary via the limerick. On this day, I’ve composed 10 such verses… believe they’ll amuse critical thinkers… and… if we’re lucky… might even enlighten those who may not know any better.

True… that latter state of mind would not describe the vast majority of those of us who typically hangout @WordPress… but… once any content hits the www… who the hell knows in what direction it may fly.

The limerick has long been associated with gross subject matter. And what could be grosser than Donald Trump and his hideous, grotesque run for the White House? That reprehensible, radical, racist Republican’s rabblerousing has been begging me to make rhyme or reason of that madman.

I had to try to understand why so many right tilted americans [sic] would even support such a political monstrosity… or in lieu of that… simply vent my indignation over how “The Donald” has been, singlehandedly, setting back (by hundreds of years) any and all previous progress towards racial and spiritual equality and harmony.

More to the point, my overwhelming need to wax poetic occurred after reading about and viewing the clip featuring Donald Trump’s interview on Morning Joe, where he had run down the clock / filibustered journalist Cokie Roberts’ too tough (for him) to answer, LEGITIMATE question. To blockquote that article’s lead paragraph:

Journalist Cokie Roberts confronted Donald Trump about the impact of his words on kids. She brought up incidents in schools nationwide where white children are telling minority classmates they’ll be deported and chanting “Build a wall!” to minority rivals. She then asked him, “Are you proud of that?” read whole article (and be sure to check out the comment section, too)

Trump’s tossed word salad / non-answer is absolutely unworthy of publication here… but suffice to say… he shamelessly, deliberately and disingenuously feigned ignorance over the vital issue Roberts had been raising…  and worse yet… with nary even the slightest hint of remorse over the childhood grief and sorrow his reckless campaign has been inflicting.

I admire Roberts for not backing down and getting in her justifiable journalistic licks… I mean… somebody has got to call out that foul, GOP SOB sometime! That all duly noted… it’s now my turn to get in my limerick licks.

 

At Trump rallies he vomits hate / rants,

Xenophobes puke back pro Don-Duke chants,

His base master race base,

All wears Wonder Bread face,

They’re the GOP’s white elephants!

 

No discouraging words are allowed,

From Trump protesters found in the crowd,

Don goads each supporter,

To beat up / give no quarter,

To shout down naysayers… decibels loud!

 

To define the Trump push back… full gist,

If you defy him, his mobs will get pissed,

The ‘tude of his minions,

All dissenting opinions,

Will be squelched with chokehold and clenched fist!

 

There now is a candidate Trump

Who loves to talk hate from the stump,

Dressed to the nines, yet uncouth,

Exhumes Dolf’s Hitler youth,

Trash like Trump belongs in city dump!

 

Young school kids frequent their playground haunt,

Trump’s hate speech is the ‘tude they flaunt,

At Muslim classmates they’ll snort,

Forewarn Trump will deport,

Instill fear, sneer, jeer, torment and taunt!

 

The pro-Trump voter is recalcitrant,

A gun nut, cross burner and miscreant,

He’s sycophantic and manic,

Never Muslim / Hispanic,

The GOP’s hardliner, white elephant!

 

At RNC, too few righties may rant,

“Our frontrunner is too arrogant!

Either make Trump stand down,

Or run Don out of town,

We have to curb our elephant!”

 

Will the RNC ever pay heed?

Understand Trump is the demon seed,

To be truthful, fully,

That bastard’s a bully,

The apex of hate, hubris, greed!

 

In muddy bigotry, chump Trump is mired,

Re his supporters, there’s no brain required,

If yahoos get their way,

On Election Day,

It’ll be far too late to shout, “YOU’RE FIRED!”

 

Trump’s hate speeches stir up the panic,

Of folks: Muslim, Jew, Black and Hispanic,

Though Don speaks the unthinkable,

That xenophobe ain’t unsinkable,

Clinton or Sanders could prove him Titanic!