Old Cracked-Donald… E-I-E-I-Ewww! (Poem #1)

 

Old Cracked-Donald spews out hate, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

And on the stump, he’ll agitate, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

He hates hates Muslims, no big news,

Hates Hispanics, hates Ted Cruz-Cruz!

Old Cracked-Donald is irate, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald off the cuff, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

His anti-Muslim bluster’s rough, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

He goes ballistic and grows wild,

To ISIS is wild poster child-child!

Old Cracked-Donald, nuff’s enuff! E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald plans a wall, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

‘Tween Mexico and U.S.… TALL! E-I-E-I-Ewww!

There’d be one upside, to put forth,

Wall could keep old Don north-North-NORTH!

Old Cracked-Donald plans a wall, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald dotes Dave Duke, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

They’re two sick Klansmen to rebuke, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Duke lynches victims, hangs from gallows,

Burns cross crosses, roasts marshmallows!

Old Cracked-Donald makes us puke, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald tries to schmooze, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Asks, “What do you have to lose?” E-I-E-I-Ewww!

This albatross and preying vulture,

Paints bleak portrait of black culture!

Old Cracked-Donald tries to schmooze, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

 

Old Cracked-Donald feeds throng’s rage, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

His rowdy crowd’s, in need of cage, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

He’s circus master, of three ringer,

Runs his rallies, like Jer Springer!

Old Cracked-Donald feeds throng’s rage, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald he’s profane, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

His vulgar speeches are a bane, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Drops “F-bombs” here! “Mofo’s” there!

“Damns” “Hells”, “Sh-ts” he’ll cuss and swear-swear!

Old Cracked-Donald he’s profane, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald sexist pig, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Misogynist who exists big, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Cad Roger Ailes is Don’s best bud,

Oink oink porkers bathed in mud-mud!

Old Cracked-Donald sexist pig, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald full of bunk, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Right in public, touts his junk, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Hints he’s YUGE, hung like a steed,

That’s more skinny than we need-need!

Old Cracked-Donald full of bunk, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

Old Cracked-Donald, he’s hothead, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

Vote him in? We’ll wind up dead! E-I-E-I-Ewww!

He’d push the button with small hands,

Exchange the nukes with foreign lands-lands!

Old Cracked-Donald, we must dread, E-I-E-I-Ewww!

 

 

A 21 (+ 1) Verse Salute To History

Every now and then I do love to wax poetic. I now invite you to do a little time trippin’ with me. To help keep everyone from straying off course… to this post… I’ve inserted temporal, subheading guideposts.

 

In the beginning…

 

The dawn of Earth… our land pristine,

Bright skies of blue… lush fields of green,

Clear crystal streams … air sweet and fresh,

Realms where life teems… fins, feath’, fur, flesh.

 

By day we toil… oft gather… hunt,

Too soon for words… we blather… grunt,

By night we gaze… at starry sky,

Moon waxes… wanes… we stare and spy.

 

We seek shelter… from rain… thunder,

Our minds wander… we oft wonder,

Time marches on… each passing year,

We start to ask… “Why are we here?”

 

As eons pass… our world revolves,

Hard to support… our life evolves,

Hard to deny… the glum, grim truth,

Oft humankind… is cruel, uncouth.

 

Of course, we do… what we do best,

Poor stewards all… muck up the nest,

We mark our turf… with foul piss,

Reptile brains aim… how could we miss?

 

Each time our foes… do not Keep Out!

We wage our wars … maim, murder, rout,

Those who feel fright… tuck tail… take flight,

Those who fight back… face deadly plight.

 

Floods and famines… plagues and scourges,

Minor chorded… gravesite dirges,

Millions perish… deep-six buried,

To Heaven’s gate… souls get ferried?

 

For those who spurn… “Thou shalt not kill”,

Take headfirst plunge… in Satan’s swill,

To get ensnared… in his dark spell,

Condemns these fools… casts them to Hell.

 

Dark Ages die… no need to mourn,

To take its place… Renaissance born,

New ways abound… proliferate,

No holding back… minds liberate.

 

Movers shakers… and inventors,

Robust thinkers… shrewd, sage mentors,

In full bloom… noble notions,

Skyward soar… sail minds’ oceans.

 

Explorers sail… the deep blue seas,

Find strange new worlds… spread their disease,

Some come in peace… some conquer all,

Some are welcomed… some hit brick wall.

 

America’s beginning…

 

America bound… Englishmen flee,

Eschew their roots… brew Boston tea,

Common sense rules… puts up good fight,

New nation forms… by dawn’s early light.

 

Once more, we do… what we do best,

Can’t coexist… conquer Wild West,

Force Native A’s… off their own land,

Vile facts of how… “We” would expand.

 

Greed breeds true… retrogression,

Nothing great ‘bout… Great Depression,

Lust for money… bricks of gold,

Stagnates nation… folks’ lives on hold.

 

World War-II fought… fraught with errors,

Nightmares / horrors… A-bomb terrors,

Clouds of mushrooms… islands torched,

Flesh burnt to crisp… possessions scorched.

 

Commie witch hunt… McCarthy, Joe,

No need for facts… he says it’s so,

He who disputes… is a dead duck,

Think you can win? Good night. Good luck!

 

More recent America and onward…

 

Lessons not learned… new rivers red,

Korea / Nam… soldiers are bled,

Foolish theory… the domino,

Deploys the troops… where they shouldn’t go.

 

One – Nine – Six – O… the ballots cast,

J.F.K.’s win… doomed not to last,

One – Nine – Six – Three… a bullet blast,

Blew off his head… left us aghast.

 

Nixon… Reagan… Bush Times Two,

All Autocrats… with scruples few,

Unions busted… Freedoms shredded,

War crimes… torture… got embedded.

 

No place to hide… Big Brother sees,

We are all watched… by our TVs,

Landlines get tapped… we’re GPS’d,

Mouse clicks get logged… we all get stressed.

 

In the not too distant future…

 

In days ahead… deep trouble brews,

If voters vote… for Trump or Cruz,

Chickenhawks both… need I remind?

They lust for war… the nuclear kind.

 

Post bomb blast scenes… horrific fright,

Crawling amidst… the nuclear night,

The tough old bug… that now encroaches,

Our world overrun… by the cockroaches!

The Sect, Sex and Skin We’re In

“I read the news today”… and it was sad. Though the headline making Gee Oh Pee-ers were ludicrous… I was not… still am not… laughing… not when they’re prejudging folks based on Sect, Sexual Identity and Skin Tone.

To name names… we’re talking about the likes of the totally unlikeable North Carolina Governor Pat McCrory who has just signed legislation to forbid municipalities from banning discrimination against the LGBT community.

To name other names… we’re talking about the reprehensible, un-presidential presidential wannabes Donald Trump and Ted Cruz and how they’re demanding the wholesale surveillance, round up, detention and torture of Muslims.

These odious, odorous Right Wing politicians, many of them DRESSED FOR REGRESS in their white sheets… and accessorized with similarly hued pointy hoods… are attempting to drag our society down to their level… cause us to free-fall countless rungs lower on the human evolutionary ladder… plunge us all into their “home-sweet-home”, bottomless pit of putrid, primordial goo.

Suffice to say, unlike the abovementioned Righties, we the educated critical thinkers, fully understand that there is one AND ONLY ONE acceptable way to categorize humanity… namely… truly get to know people… observe them… read about them and then ask ourselves, “Are they GOOD or BAD?”

Based on what I’ve been seeing / reading about GOP Land, it is the rare exception to find a Republican who is not outright BAD!

So, why am I, a straight, Caucasian, lapsed Catholic getting so worked up over discrimination involving sexual orientation, race and religion?

Well, Martin Niemöller can answer that Q far better than I. Said he…

“First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out — Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, 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 for me.”

Folks, with only minor modifications, what Niemöller had  once stated so eloquently, boldly marches forward into our 21st century… check it out…

First they came for the Gays, Lesbians, Bisexuals and Transgenders — and I did not speak out — Because I was not Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual or Transgender.

Then they came for the African-Americans and Hispanics — and I did not speak out — Because I was not an African-American or Hispanic.

Then they came for the Muslims and Jews, and I did not speak out — Because I was not a Muslim or a Jew.

Then they came for me — and there was no one left to speak for me.