Posts

My Answers, by Donald Trump

My answers to the three questions you ask: 1) Feel, you dope! 2) Feeling's where it's at! 3) Show what you Feel, don't wear a dumb MASK! IF YOU CAN'T DO THAT, SHUT UP, EAT YOUR HAT! I ALWAYS FEEL A SPARK OF CONNECTION, It's good or bad, either way I feel it, I'm nat'ral, you're unnat'ral selection, Get a Life, from Me you'll never Steal it! I'm SOUL, you're a Stiff, your way is way Old, AI will replace Prof skills very soon, You Profs are whim'pring Dogs, you should be bold, THEY WON'T REPLACE ME, NOT IN A BLUE MOON! You think you're more moral than Me. I DON'T THINK I'M MORE MORAL THAN YOU! That's why I am. Just admit it!  It's True.  
Post a Comment
Read more

Dreams to My Daughters, by Barack Obama

If I were to you what he was to me, I would not approve of the life I'd led, Charm justifies only to a degree, Crashes aren't excused by a clever head. If I were to you what I am to me, Would you approve of the life I've led, From the weight of my job I can't be free, Because of me innocent men are dead. I dream that you will not be he or me, That we practiced war so you will know peace, That you will be happy, diligent, free, That from life's suff'ring there will be surcease. I believe in Jesus, in Buddha, too. My dreams if they live will live true in you.
Post a Comment
Read more

I Agree, Mitt, by Barack Obama

We let Facebook buy Insta and What's App, I got along well with Mark--really Sheryl-- After the fact, was it all a mishap? Should we have put them over a barrel? I think I was right to champion tech, The sector was usefully disruptive, You shouldn't cut off a golden goose's neck, It's propping up losers that's corruptive. Intelligent regulation's a must, But old-time populism gets it wrong, I agree, Mitt.  Netflix merits my trust, Tech is not a villain to bang with a gong. Liberal ethics can best guide our nation, I am committed to innovation.
Post a Comment
Read more

My Thought Crime

My Thought Crime Political anger lives inside me, I tore up news photos for many years, First ones of Nixon and his GOP, I ripped out Osama with nails and shears.    I quit.  But after Jan. 6, the urge came back, This time it took a more sinister form, Trump I wanted to shoot, to kill, to whack, With one golf course shot I'd become the storm. My fever broke when Routh was arrested, The dream that I had he almost made real, I search for worth in what I've detested, I've exalted thought.  Can I, like Trump, feel? Must our reason be rooted in passion? If so, should we write in a new fashion?
Post a Comment
Read more

Who Are You Calling a Fascist?, by Donald Trump by

They say I'm fascist like Mussolini, I say it's good for trains to run on time, I've acted him, played the jut-jawed meanie, But our times are diff'rent, his land's not mine. I'm not saying that I'm better than him, In his shoes I might have done the same thing, In America you can't rule by whim, You've got elections, you let freedom ring. I'm not much at all like the German guy, He hated the Jews 'cuz they were better, I like people who succeed and aim high, Don't put them down--admire the go-getter. The real fascists are people who tear down, I build.  A commie is a fascist clown.
Post a Comment
Read more

65 Church Street

We had a place for a year in Montclair, It was in tbe heart of the pandemic, Our shore place was rented, no refuge there, 'Twas 2020, year of polemic. It was a stud'io at 65 Church, It was the last home of my Aunt Pearl's bed, I climbed from Church to the ridge of pine and birch, The restaurants were lively, the church was dead. I floundered, it was my sabbatical, I took on the craziness of the year, My feelings turned toward the fanatical, I was lucky to have a safe space here. I'm thankful to Java Love and Montclair, My havens for pandemic self-care.
Post a Comment
Read more

After Leonard Cohen: The Glint in the Dark

Not all your bells cannot ring, Not all wrong is your offering, There's a glint, a glint in everything, That's how the cracks are seen. [The original: Ring the bells that still can ring, Forget your perfect offering, There's a crack, a crack in everything, That's how the light gets in.]  
Post a Comment
Read more