Long Financiers Poems

I am so upset with anyone who has anything to do with Washington, the President and the swamp. The following is a compilation of my concerns. You don't have to read them, and if you...

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Tony works at the butcher store                             ...

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It was a party of fleas who dropped some tea into the sea 
Created a baby that lifted its mommy
Now there is an elephant and donkey in the room
So, might asked who’s the bigger ***?
A...

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La Civilisation – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Civilization” by T. Wignesan 

Nous qui sont arrivés en retard à la civilisation,
Une lacune des siècles que nous ait laissé tomber,
Lors de votre arrivé à nos terres nous...

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Financiers feel superior to farmers
and pundits have it over poets.
All to the good because if you think America's
doing just fine, don't skip to the poetry reviews.
Our enemies are barbarous, our allies duplicitous
but our smart bombs...

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Hating hate
Is still hate
hate is not defeated with hate
hate is not defeated by love
hate is quelled with understanding
but
we have forgotten how to listen
instead of listening to understand
we only listen for disagreement
so busy fighting for the...

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Materialistic things fulfill us temporarily...trifling with our emotions, 
but their shallowness is discerned with bitterness:
when they can't save a life even with invoked mercy so tense...
as powerlessness turns into hopelessness;
can faith help us make the...

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Some bootleg beer that only came in kegs
during the twenties made me think of you.
Like an old IPA, filled with hops, that I 
just had to drink because it was all there
was.

Some intellectual fever. 
It...

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He lived always close to the possibility of women.
In his heyday, they would beg him 
to f... money out of them.
Facts are facts, and we cannot sugar coat
what was, in his own naively miscreant way,...

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He leads me through East London, docks, pubs and stray dogs, the 
Thames lapping at low clouds.
We find the second-hand player in a street where the shops
are dusty holes under viaducts.
Carrying the Dansette portable record...

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Sober Times. 
A gigantic dark grey cloud covers the town and its environs 
and rain fall in large lazy drops that when hitting ground 
splits into a thousand droplets like cluster bombs designed 
to destroy...

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The pedestrian kettle steams on to the Capitol pyre
With a weight watcher tonic; more lean legislators to sire
The Grand Old Party a taste of the aromatic brew doth require
Medicinal tonic blended to alleviate bloating gout...

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Solomon said:
“when the righteous are in authority
the people rejoice,
when the wicked beareth rule
the people mourn.” We have

ten thousand arms reaching out
from the body of free enterprise,
growing longer and thinner;
stretched beyond elastic limit
by politicians and financiers
who...

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