Best Current Events Poems
Current Events
Frozen pants dance stiffly
to the mad beat of sapless
drumsticks choreographed
by a wicked whimsy of the
winds baton. Birds cling
tightly knowing that if the
gale subsides for but a moment
they will fall over, be blown
like feathered fur balls on
lone unchartered trips. Cats
hiss in meek response to
whistling whine of wind’s
failed grasping at the trees.
Children pick up speed as
parents chase them through
the cyclones of debris
quick swept by nature’s
crazed custodian. Hats,
hang glide in mocking
merriment above the tousled
heads of their former captors.
Skirts balloon Monroe like,
fashion’s flair taking on airs.
Trash can covers play Frisbee,
as barrels beat steel drum staccato.
This wind, this rush of Winter
clearing the table, cleansing its palate,
preparing us for the next course.
John G. Lawless
1/25/2014
The 2nd Trump Presidency Begins
To express my own Whitmanesque
"barbaric yawp", constrained by
internal (and external) barriers,
mentally constipated, I merely mutter,
feel pressures steadily mounting.
Hesitant, I expel grunts and breaths --
disinhibit streams of consciousness,
encourage verbal fluidity, ease
the heaviness I feel, the weight
upon my chest. I breathe deeply.
Physiological processes require
tiring conscious effort. I decide
to be calm, to relax, to direct
myself away from temporal reality
to mere existence without excess
self-awareness, without fearfiul
anticipation of "future", which
other animals on earth seem happily
to lack. (Or do they?)
Stop thinking!
(No! Don't!)
Between
headland and
headland currents, strong,
circle, swirl,
swivel
and catapult
themselves around around.
Between
headland and
headland the distance
never lessens
but
grows year
by year leaving
between them
cold
steel
sea.
One day an evil man came to them in sheep’s clothing,
To lead them into his evil ways he was hoping.
So treacherous and evil was this ravenous wolf,
Feeding off of their ignorance while he played golf.
So fine he was in the art of deception,
So ignorant were they with their perception.
This wolf led them towards hate, anger, racism, and national division,
They broadcasted his evil ways with women, immigrants, lgbtq+, and other minorities on live television,
Oh and let’s not forget about the polar bears,
The many ways in which he tried to destroy homes that were theirs.
And the plethora of parents who were split from their children,
Locked up in cages where he tried to keep them hidden.
And we will always remember the names of the black lives lost,
The way he cared more about the protests and every building’s cost,
Than how the cops shattered their whole lives,
Just several more names for their archives.
It was for the way their skin was,
That they needed no other cause.
To ruthlessly finish them off
While the cops idly sat by on their pipes for a good cough.
A darker tone of skin color they had,
Skin so beautiful that the wolf’s supporters simply saw as bad.
They prayed like cowardly fools,
Acting like peace and love were their precious tools.
They say ignorance is bliss
No wonder how in the racist past they liked to reminisce.
The wolf and his blind sheep fueled off of pure evil,
Engaging in horrific activities that were and were not legal.
They claimed the money was moving,
Yet the country as a whole was not improving.
One day when a real and wise leader came about,
This evil wolf betrayed his nation like a lout.
They invaded and destroyed inside the Capitol building,
All eyes on them as their own nation they were betraying.
The good ones knew much better as they’d opened their eyes,
Instead of spouting hate and evil and using religion as a disguise.
The good ones knew this evil wolf’s time had expired
So wrongly this country he had wired.
Very happily the good ones voted him out,
The other real and wise leader had been victorious without a doubt.
This wolf who came to fragile, evil people in sheep’s clothing’
His actions will never never be condoned,
But oh wolf, your own place in Hell you have enthroned.
Do you think I care
For your phony Arab spring
And dead trees and hot wind
I have never seen a spring without seed popping from the soil
I should know I am made from the dust of the earth
Spring must have rain and bring flowers
Like the peace people use to sell in California
Before I knew they were only exploited slaves
Following someone else's agenda
Muttering words that were meaningless to their existence
You see what I cannot believe in what I see again
I am a man of faith, and have always been
Since the blindfold fell like scales of history
There is no Arab spring
Only the death of the old undying resistance
That would not conform to nothing but self
Only the death of people in the street
Who does not know the puppiteer willed them
For if they return from the dead
What will they see
Only the same old things more dilapidated than before
Only the invisible hand doing visible things
Killing people and calling it spring
That the new world order may prevail
As a new nomenclature
For the same old stuff that has made us barren
And berefted us of dreams
I want my children to better off than I have been
I can only entrust to me
Sleeping at their door armed with a prayer and an angel
That is who we were
Before the primitive hordes came from the sea
Before the sea people defied the bounds of their habitation
Before our empires were stolen
And we ended up in cages at the Bronx zoo
Yeah, you should read that story too
It is only by prayers we suruvive
It is the mystic part of us, the first part they derided
Calling it animism, or some dark sinister stuff
Making us afraid to own ourselves
We abandoned everything and found no berth
In their new economic order
For we were always commodities or some sort of value in exchange
So those high sounding, idealistic documents
They copied from what we believe but could not bring to pass
Those constitutions were not about us nor our possibility
For we were not construed to have humanity enough for that.
Then are we suddenly men again
That the Arab spring should be something more than a sinister thing.
I stop believing in Trojan horses long ago
I mean it is there as a gift
But I will keep working the night shift
When there is no moon
Just remember what is the color of my skin
Because all things work together for good
And I cannot walk by sight in the darkness
So I live by faith in season and out of season.
This isn't the middle the beginning or the end
This is the middle of the beginning of the end
acting like children
Don't try to pretend
you can't see
The hidden agenda
within
They're telling us lies
and feeding us sin
Structurally damaged
you're letting them win
Unite we must
Divided we bend
In God we trust
Despite our skin
Freedom and Just
we will defend
Don't let this be
the beginning of the end
Together we stand
in the middle my friend
We rather die
Then let them win
If this is the end
Then let it begin
4/5/2022
Kyiv
Kai Michael Neumann
*** Truly? ***
As Trump continues trying to explain,
And science will truly someday
Get it right to prove:
That life is a matter of enchantment,
That mirrors do know
Who is the fairest of them all;
That any “Save the Earth” green
Movement is voiced by the devil,
Because it’s his realm afterall
And the Earth is here to be destroyed;
That children should be kept only out
on the streets
For real education results
From experience not in schools;
That the 2 percent of our population
Is fantastically correct to loudly
Raise arguments against all vaccines
In every issue from poetry to polio;
That conspiracy theorists are actually
Correct to demand the Earth is flat
(Have you been to the edge
to know otherwise?) and
That the moon has had settlements
Of aliens for eons (even with grazing cows);
And, that burning literature out of
school libraries
Will end indecency and lies
To finally return some morality to society.
Truth to policy…let us admit
Authentic democracy is a matter
For the few who know
As determined by the even fewer able to
keep their wealth in foreign banks
Far from the alabaster city’s gleam
And the fruited plains to be seen
from shore to shore.
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(c) sally young eslinger 2/16/22
** Current Events Knelling **
Ignorance and evil remain — it’s easy to tell —
Around the world, still alive and well
No matter how much we pray, scream and yell,
“Please! Learn something from history, not pell-mell,
Before those ego’s ideas devour us all cell by cell.
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(c) sally young eslinger 12/18/2022
with Thanks for the promises of God
On Sunday mornings
I like to relax and read
the new newspaper.
Fascists today are those who label others fascists.
As Hayek said long ago,
“Fascism is the stage reached after communism has proved an illusion.”
And there are certainly a lot of commies,
at least the wannabe idealistic kind, today
that are upset, in denial or clueless
that their cause is a failure.
Mao and Stalin spent years taking turns calling each other just that,
and they were both right
since the lustrous aspiration of global communism
soon faded into national socialism
which is essentially the definition
of fascism.
But fascists today,
you know, the ones calling others fascists,
don’t know their history.
And the interesting thing about not knowing your history,
besides the fact you’re then doomed to repeat it,
is that you’re also then living
in La La Land.
(10/4/23)
Warsaw 1940 certain inhabitants designated
A health risk were ordered to strip naked
Had to shower to become clean this ploy
Caused public humiliation, and showed
Dominence there was also mass quarrantine
Also to your own house that was
Useless in its 'so called mission'
And in fact caused a rise in infection
As the immune systems of people
Lowered due to length of confinement
this was a take on the tried and
Tested method (the public heakth emergancy)
Pioneered earlier that decade in Germany
In declaring a public health emergency i think
In 1933?, this enabled opening the way for martial law
Which was the springboard hitler craved to get
Complete control of the German populace
Any person of Germanic nationality over the age
Of forty years in age, should be able to validate
These events as also george psoriasus and
klaus the louse would be emminently qualified
To so do.' At this moment in the UK a rise in
Typhoid cases is being flagged up by the health
Department..
Feb 5, 8:39 PM (ET)
SOUTH BEND, Ind. (AP) - Police have arrested a woman they say robbed a South Bend
restaurant while tearfully apologizing to the cashier. The woman, whose identity wasn't
released, was taken to the St. Joseph County Jail on a charge of theft Tuesday night.
According to a police report, the woman told the cashier at the Long John Silver's restaurant
she had a gun and needed money, then began crying and said, "If I wasn't down and out, I
wouldn't be doing this."
As the woman waited at the counter, a customer in the drive-through line called police. The
woman was running across a nearby parking lot as police arrived and arrested her. Police
said no weapon was found.
It seems that the times have changed
In effect, it changed me and you
As needs are ever greater
Cash and cents are few
The burden of the masses, remains
To provide for family’s needs
And much because corporations
Have bigwigs who like greed
The jobs are ever scarcer
As we all seek a new wage
But now it’s too competitive
Within this day and age
So, we’re left to just survive
And do so in any way
I do so hope these times pass
But yet, it’s not today
Percolating, who we, I’m just relating
Relaying the conveying of alarming apex
Son’s getting hotter, sending flares, scorching heirs
The roof is on fire, but folks serving gas in meme
Unleaded or maybe I’m just fed up in believing the lies
Telling me mines don’t matter, from cats living fatter
Digging deeper than the greeting of slaps of five
Laid down a line, reverberating sublime, wind chimes
Chasing dog-gone familiars to frailty in comforting confines
Same ole, same old, just ain’t that old, as far as we go
No more, I know more, looking at a latch off unlocked doors
Mirrors from ceiling to floors, stylishly prefaced or just pre-fab
Looking glass, shatters from just one blinking, 2b thinking in turn
Thoughts never random, so I hand them pieces of rind to define
Seasoned for taste, or just aroma, smelling like wake up all baked up
Reeling off feelings, fleeting yesterdays, recalled to question or lesson
All in the daze, our revolution could never just be a faze, even nowadays
So watch out and peep the come around in what’s happening again…..
Ol’ Biden wins south!
They come rally to his side,
Bernie Bros goodnight!
Kellyanne and George Conway:
One lauds Trump in every way.
One says he’s a damn freak show.
How they’re married, I don’t know.