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Israel and Palestinians Won My Heart - How and Why

1. Emirates (UAE) that has not officially recognized Israel, made a historic flight to Ben Gurion Airport to deliver several tons of aid to "Palestinians." WEST-BANK refused the aid. Why? It was not consulted. Gaza - the rival Palestinian authority - accepted the UAE aid. My critics ought to research why the UN has NOT recognized a state called "Palestine." I love Israel & Palestine, because Jesus was a Palestinian and a Jew (best of both worlds, LOL!)

Israel has much to offer the world, its neighbors, and the Occupied Territories. But the excuses by "peacemakers" changed on both sides from Yassir Arafat, to Iraq, to Iran, to Syria, to Libya, to Hamas ... being the "OBSTACLE TO PEACE" (oft repeated, but a LIE). The west may enjoy the fact Palestinians are still paying for what Jews endured during Europe's pogroms, Inquisitions, and then Nazism.

2. I value Israel more than you will know ... not only because it is able to tell the West how they have been racist to Jews (starting GHETTOES in Italy in 1300s, not for Blacks, but for Jews). God re-created Israel to help us be better Christians, because Jesus himself was born a Jew, & observed all the LAW of Moses & enjoyed the Feasts. I hope to do so, which I didn't in 2 visits to The Holy Land (We did honeymoon at the King David Hotel).

3. SEEDS: Israel probably has the world's best and largest collective of UNADULTERATED plant seeds, or non-GMO seed-bank. Why? Israel and the Muslims have been disciplined with FOOD (our weak link). Most of us are experts on the Bible for making excuses to eat non-kosher junk. Israelis eat lots of veggies & dishes from CHICKPEAS - even if the Arabs complain, their food has also been stolen by their nuclear-power-neighbor. I celebrate Israeli agriculture & forestry. I treasure a painting of re-forestation in the 1950s by a Woman's Group, we have at home.

shalom, shalom!

4. O, I almost forgot; Israel got the clever, "useful" Nazis in hiding after Hitler's demise. Those Nazis and "our SOBs" - the phrase used by FDR, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, to protect the dictators of Latin America - we willingly or nilly-willy allowed to hide in the US and all over the Americas, were brought to justice by the modern State of Israel. I am a Christian & I may forgive anything; Israel is not Christian in that sense, and has the support of the world to get Nazis.
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Didactic


Premium Member Einstein's Brain

Einstein's Brain

Gifted genius, Newtonian spoiler,
Physicist and Nobel Prize winner;
Pacifist whose formula and theory
On energy and quantum mechanics;

Advances the scientific community,
In development of nuclear weaponry,
By unraveling the atomic enigma,
Leading to the bombing of Hiroshima.

In letters to FDR Einstein expounds,
Possible German research of atomic bombs.
This convinces the USA to initiate,
The Manhattan Project nuclear weapon’s race.

Somewhere in his meditative thinking,
Einstein’s life has no destiny, only being.
His preserved brain is dissected and analyzed,
And reported as human with no hidden secrets.
                           ***

Notes:
1) Albert Einstein (1879-1955): Albert Einstein was a world renowned theoretical physicist known for his theory on General Relativity and mass energy equivalence (E=mc2).

2) Franklin Delano Roosevelt (FDR) 1882-1945): Franklin Delano Roosevelt was the 32nd president of the United States of America from 1933 to 1945.

3) Einstein’s letter to FDR: On August 12, 1939, a letter drafted by Leó Szilárd and signed by Albert Einstein, was addressed and sent to FDR (the president of the U.S.A.). The letter warned the United States of America of possible German research and development of an atomic bomb. It further went on to urge the U.S.A. to do the same, and develop an atomic bomb before Nazi Germany. This prompted President Roosevelt to take action which would eventually begin the ‘Manhattan Project.’

4) Manhattan Project: The ‘Manhattan project’ was the code name for the World War 2 secretive undertaking by the U.S.A. (with Great Britain and Canadian consent and contribution) to develop and produce the world’s first atomic weapon. On July 16, 1945, the first atomic bomb was detonated at the Alamogordo, New Mexico test-facility in the United States.

5) Albert Einstein quotes:
   i) “Had I known that the Germans would not succeed in producing an atomic bomb, I would have never lifted a finger.”
  ii) “There is neither evolution nor destiny, only being.”
Form: Quatrain

Come On Down To the Gilded Age

COME ON DOWN TO THE GILDED AGE
By Roy Merritt

Come on down to the Gilded Age 
We’ve crawled our way back
And we’re coming hard and heavy this time
So brace for the attack

Come on down to the Gilded Age
We got us a new status quo
Been wastin’ time for certain 
Steal it all now and go

And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home

Come on down to the Gilded Age
A new feller has made the scene
His appeal is rather uncanny 
And downright obscene

Come on down to the Gilded Age
They love him north, and south
The Rust Belt for his promises 
In Ole Dixie for his mouth

And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home

Come on down to the Gilded Age
We got a reality show dictator
Whose toughest when he’s tweeting out
A big bad bully third grader

Come on down to the Gilded Age
No troublesome Mark Twain 
To skewer us with his pen
The Fourth Estate is just inane

And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home

Come on down to the Gilded Age
Hear the crazy see the snakes
But they give me a fearful image
Of the future United States 

Come down to the Gilded Age
Your money or your life
We’ll be takin’ that money
The church be takin’ your wife

And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home

Come on down to the Gilded Age
No Roosevelt but a Trump
But FDR he cared about us
Ole Donald knows we are chumps 

Come on down to the Gilded Age
I hope you folks enjoy his games
As they’re about their looting
And settin’ us all up in flames

And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home

Come on down to the Gilded Age
Stand up and deliver
For almost fifty years now
They’ve sold us down the river

Come on down to the Gilded Age
In history they’ll take note
On election day in 2016
We voted to cut our throat 
 
And it won’t be long 
We’ll be takin’ your home
No it won’t be long
Before we take your home
Form: Lyric

Snarling Cup of Coffee Final Verses

the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical,

Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee   
As I pound down that first cup of coffee
And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair

Lying through their perfect blazing white teeth
about the great success the government is having
Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

I want to scream
and shoot the TV
and run out side

Shouting
Stop the world!
I want to get
off this ing crazy planet”

The earth does not care a whit
about my attitude problem

It merely shrugs
and moves around the Sun
In its appointed daily run

the universe whispers
in my ear
time to drink more coffee
for an attitude adjustment

And I sit down
The madness dissipating a bit
And enjoy my second cup
Of heaven and hell
In my morning cup of Joe
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

North Woodward

Like Moses fleeing Egypt 
and finding refuge in Midian
I was a stranger in a strange land.
Having fled Chicago in ‘84
I journeyed east to the
unpromised land of Detroit.

8 Mile Road.
“I'm a man
I'm a make a new plan”
Eminem makes and takes the rap
while party stores and strip joints
pockmark the urban warscape.
“Super Lotto” “Beer and Wine”
“Liquor“ “Money Orders”
“We accept Food stamps”
“Girls, Girls, Girls”

9 Mile Road.
Driving north through Ferndale where
the Exiles of Gentrification live,
I was reminded of the sixties
and drag racing
stoplight to stoplight.
3-2-1-green
zero to sixty in three gallons
muscleheads in their muscle cars
dual quads, hemi-heads
bored and stroked, raked and shackled
four on the floor, two in the backseat
Jim Beam in the glove box
and fuzzy dice on the mirror.

Up ahead the Reuther crossed
where once a 10 Mile Road proudly served.
Named for a firebrand labor guy,
the freeway heads east out of Roseville,
veers south through Warren
then north and south again.
Torn up and re-built before it opened,
the 20 year in the making
gerry-meandering freeway
flows west around the Zoo
with a zig through Huntington Woods
and a zag through Lathrup Village.

11 Mile Road and electric
eclectic, engaging Royal Oak;
home of the Star Dream sculpture
Farmer’s Market and all things hip—
Just ask ‘em.

11 and a half Mile Road.
Art deco portico with garish neon,
never washed windows and
a pair of 69.9 a gallon pumps,
“No Gas” “No Gas”
Vinsetta Garage,
a Woodward fixture since prohibition,
is voted Motown’s best car repair
year after year after year.

12 Mile Road.
The National Shrine of the Little Flower,
de-flowered in the 1930’s
by radio Priest Charles Coughlin
whose coast to coast broadcasts
railed against bankers and Jews
and that communist FDR.

Like a journalist trying to find the
Who? What? Where? and why?
Like a little boy peering through a keyhole
I found myself in a Motor City funk
looking more than tasting.


Snarling Cup of Coffee Part Two

----paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11,
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

The New Colossus-2

The New Colossus-2

Not like that loser green chick with the lamp,
Our New Colossus has his own gold door,
Behind it he tweets out his grand revamp:
Abjuring that which made it great before,
He seeks to make his country great again.
This brazen giant, air-bridged between the ears,
His beacon-hair glowing world-wide disdain,
Maskless, manipulates his base’s fears.
And with hogwash’d conspiracies defames.
Promising immigration a la carte
This….Mother, sullen-toddler eyed, proclaims:
“Send me Norwegians, cuz they are, like, smart.
Send me your Brits (no, hold on, better not!)
Send me some Russians—those are useful guys—
Totally Czechs and Slovenes, if they’re hot.
But do not send me those I do not prize.
We don’t do huddled masses any more.
Just keep them if they’re homeless, wretched, black—
The a**-hole refuse of your s***-hole shore.
Send those, I’ll send them, tempest-tost, right back.”

“And tweet me not of Harriet Beecher Stowe,
Emm Lazarus or Martin Luther King.
I’m the least racist guy you’ll ever know.
Those losers now don’t mean a goddam thing.
Abe Lincoln’s overrated, by the way,
The Gettysburg Address was way too long,
In seven-score characters I do OK--
OK? No, great! (So says my friend Kim Jong).
Abe was a loser. “Captain my Captain”? Please!
I prefer presidents who don’t get shot.
FDR, JFK and jerks like these,
The Rushmore crowd—I’m all that they are not.
“Government of, by, for...”! “What you can do..”!
“I cannot tell a lie, I chopped it down”!
“Nothing to fear but fear itself”! So who
Believes this crap? I’m not just any clown.
By fair means or by foul I’ll win the race.
My bigliness by fate has been decreed.
Don’t wave the Constitution in my face:
Amendment No.2 is all I need.”

For the inspiration--the Emma Lazarus poem on the pedestal of New York's Statue of Liberty--see https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46550/the-new-colossus

Premium Member Freedom falling

First Russia fell, a vast land,
Nine time zones, Stalin took command.
Millions of Russians died due to his rule
But Russians don't learn that fact in school.

FDR called him "Uncle Joe,"
Mistook a tyrant for a bro.
Churchill described what he could see—
The Iron Curtain shielding tyranny.

And North Korea - the U.S. let Russia install
a communist regime, let it be Russia's call
Now North Korea has nukes, and missiles too
Makes you wonder if our leaders have a clue.

Then Reds took China - over a billion souls,
Again for freedom the death bell tolls
Millions killed there, the rest indoctrinated
Is endless dictatorship where the world is fated?

Cuba fell to Castro, death squads worked overtime
JFK abandoned freedom fighters, negligence like a crime
Then fell Vietnam, Cambodia,  Laos too
Pol Pot killed over a million, pundits surprised, who knew?

Once Communism takes root, it helps new plants grow
Cuba fought in Angola, had regime change to show
Its secret police help Venezuela reds crack down
I haven't seen protests in any western town.

Then there are the forces of Jihad
Mullahs stifled Iran in the name of God
China and Russia allied with them too
Makes you wonder at the motives of this crew.

Turkey’s strongman crushed dissent, just to begin
His armies took part of Cypress, an easy win
His allies took Syria, its former rulers were quite bad
But under Islamic State, Christians, Druze fates really sad.

In Nigeria, Christians die
Jihadists view them with a jaundiced eye.
And Somalia, hangs by a thread, I fear,
Seems poised to fall within the year.

If friends fall like leaves from a tree
How long can the remaining battered lands stay free?
Form: Lyric

Underneath that Grand old Flag

Natives interrupted
Guns pointed to their chests
Blown away like beautiful dandelions
Into that sweltering sun

Americans lollygag
In their newly claimed land
Under that grand old flag

Slaving away, picking cotton
Under the South’s heat of injustice
Scarred with inhumane treatment
Sweating tears and pain

Burdens heavier than sandbags
Yes, they’re slaving away
Under that southern flag

Stripped away from homes and work
And terrorized prior still
No voice spoke louder than the writing
Of no. 9066, President FDR

Away from homes they’re dragged
Into camps full of prejudice
Under Franklin’s flag

My old friend Alice
Just arrested
For obstruction of the traffic
Roads men proudly trample on

In handcuffs she was dragged
Into a sad, sad prison
Under Wilson’s flag

A poet in the midst of Caesar
On a shelf in Alexandria
King was shot and killed
Right of speech suppressed

Six feet under in a grave
Betrayed by the very country
He tried so hard to save
Yes, six feet under, toes tagged
Underneath that grand old flag

Spying on the enemies
Can’t afford to lose
Separated by a dumb old party
Worldwide on the news

There comes a couple lads
Down at watergate
Under Nixon’s flag

Furious and crazy
Past the point of no return
A noose is hanging for Mike Pence
Violence calls to burn

A mob gone mad
Pardoned from hurting their own police
Under Trump’s old flag

Marching home from the military
To a world full of hatred and unacceptance
Comes the obedient soldier
Disregarded as a crime

Yes, called hideous words like you-know-what
Barred from inclusion
Protected in the constitution
Under Trump’s old flag

Premium Member They Say We Jews are Afraid

     They say we Jews are afraid
        that no one 'now' will come to our aid

     Murder of Jews in America is multiplying
        more and more hate crimes, innocents dying

     Well, that’s the way it’s always been
        as any Jew with two eyes has seen  

     Six million of us killed by Hitler and his cronies
        without a hand lifted to stop it by Roosevelt and his liberal phonies

     To prevent the last 750,000, from Hungary, from being gassed
        they only needed to target one railway pass

     But FDR and his friends grew up hating those ‘damn Jews’ 
        so, all our urgent pleas they angrily refused…

     Today though, there is Israel, the Jewish state
        reestablished in '48 on the back of global hate

     A state that stands boldly against acts of terror
        where Jewish Israelis glance not in the rearview mirror

     My fellow Jewish Americans, the time is now to emigrate
        let's remake our lives in Israel ~ before here it’s too late 



     _____________________________________________________
     Anyone willing to do the slightest bit of research will find out
     just how big a Jew-hater FDR was from his early years on...And 
     his shocking wave-of-the-hand dismissal of so many urgent
     pleas to spare one or two bombs to target Germany's transport
     of 750,000+ Hungarians Jews to Auschwitz in 1944 STANDS OUT 
     as perhaps his cruelest act as President, right up there with the
     much more widely publicized incarceration of up to 1,800 Japanese-
     Americans during WW2.
Form: Couplet

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