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The unfairness
of life
stares
us
in the face
Each
day
every day
day after
day
the
innocent
die
young
legislators
deceive
monied men
into greed
makes us
bleed
our protectors
dissemble
the media
a rabble
resemble
in none
do we trust
where lies
abound
buried in deceit
all around
injustice
the cry
does
no one
sigh
at lie
after
lie
does anyone
care
revenge
cannot
be
for me
or for
thee
Truth
will still be
for
He
did
atone
He will
make
good
our
cries
and
each
groan
What is going to take for our legislators to put in safe gun laws
The ones we have on the books in most states are so deeply flawed
Everyone should have the right to defend their homes
But assault weapons we do not need to own
We will never get all the guns out of the hands of bad actors
But hopefully, we could change the minds of some of our gun backers
Tougher gun laws will never end these mass shootings
What it will do however is lower the number, of which I think we would all salute
A lot of the people who commit these crimes have made threats online
People who monitor these sites need to report these individuals in record time
My heart goes out to everyone who has lost a loved one to gun violence
Think if it was one of our loved ones, how long could we remain in silence
I am a Democratic Socialist
I believe that the People should rule
I believe that the taxes collected
should be used for each life-saving tool
For nobody gets rich on a island
and it isn’t just fortune or luck
It takes legislative-corporate corruption
it is capitalism, running amok
All those products the billionaires sell us
charging upgrades for every new year
Truth be told, if we just stopped the buying
it is they who would feel all the fear
For the rich only care about money
keeping Office is what Reps fight for
And the taxes we pay keep on feeding
the corruption that always wants more
JUSTICE
They stare out at us unsmiling
from tintypes of the first photographs,
from the tea-colored pictures
of thin, ragged immigrants, huddled
in cold bare rooms in tenements,
children clinging, dazed and frightened,
their paltry belongings tied in scarves.
They look out from pictures of dreary pioneers,
in front of sod houses without windows,
from grim photos of old, weary children
working in the mills and sweatshops
of the early nineteenth century.
We weep for the thousands who died
of poverty and disease and tell ourselves
how wonderfully the world has changed,
how we now can have fresh fruits
and a variety of vegetables year ‘round,
how there are miracle medicines
to keep us healthy and cure illnesses,
how homes are better built and heated,
Self-righteously, we smile at each other
while legislators we keep electing,
like the mill owners of old,
line their pockets greedily as they deny
raising the minimum wage to a living wage,
while they have the best health care,
paid for by the taxes of the many, but
vote to deny it to those whom they represent,
while they buy the finest of foodstuffs
and vote to cut allowances for food stamps.
Greed and hypocrisy still rule,
and we sit on our sofas with our blindfolds on
continuing to vote for lawmakers
who only care for their own elite,
scorning the poor, the ill, and the indigent
who often work at slave wages
to provide them with all that they have.
We pride ourselves on justice,
but, in reality, there is no justice.
Dear Lord, we pray for Your guidance in this election year.
May those we choose for office uphold the values we hold dear.
We've heard so many grand schemes, some difficult to perceive.
Father, we hardly know which of the candidates to believe.
We ask for discernment as we approach that sacred booth.
May electees put national interest above self and speak the truth.
May only honorable people represent the citizens they serve,
And with insightful vision our precious liberties preserve.
When facing tough decisions, may they seek counsel with You,
Praying for perception and wisdom in all that they do.
May they ever strive for peace and brotherhood among all nations,
Keeping in mind that their deeds will affect future generations.
We pray that our legislators will cast all bickering aside,
And that a spirit of goodwill and reason will truly abide.
May leaders surround themselves with advisors true and sage,
That they may reason together in this very demanding age.
When facing matters of principle, may they take a moral stand.
May they always look to You and heed your guiding Hand.
Help them to recognize that Divine guidance should never be ignored
As the Psalmist said, "Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord!"
They come with polished shoes and clipped smiles,
a delegation of two parties, two chambers,
chasing headlines across the sea,
while the ice beneath our feet has no such illusions.
“Do not worry,” they say,
as if reassurance can purchase sovereignty,
as if Greenland were a chess piece
on the board of tweets and tariffs.
We nod politely, pour the coffee,
watch them measure fjords with their eyes,
thinking in votes and press releases,
while we measure time in centuries of ice.
Takeovers may glitter in their imaginations,
but here, the land remembers—
it remembers treaties,
it remembers patience,
and it laughs quietly under the aurora.
So go back, legislators,
to your chambers and your cameras,
we will remain:
not a prize, not a footnote,
but Greenland,
with glaciers that do not bend to ambition.
Dear Fellow Poets, One and All
As a lover and defender of freedom my whole life, I feel duty-bound to inform you, just in case you missed it, that the unthinkable has now happened.
Russia shelled the Zaporizhzhia Nuclear Power Plant in Ukraine early this morning. (Source: Associated Press, 1:45 a.m., March 03, 2022).
The plant is actually on fire now.
Should Zaporizhzhia explode, much of Europe will be exposed to deadly radiation.
Zaporizhzhia is the largest nuclear power plant in all of Europe. It is much, much larger than the one in Chernobyl which killed so many in 1986, including David Freydin's father in Kursk, 337 miles away. (David, a Chicago-area attorney, was a student of mine, 1992-1995, at Yeshivas Brisk Academy High School in Chicago, now defunct).
Make no mistake, my dear friends: Mr. Putin will be coming after everyone on this planet, esp. in Europe and the USA next -- if we don't stop him cold NOW.
I urge all of you residing in the USA to email President Biden, your two Senators in Washington, and your Representative. You can google email President Biden for example, and you will get a user-friendly site on which you can email him. Same with the others
Ask them to get off of the sidelines and start leading the fight for freedom. The Ukrainians cannot and must not be left to fend off Russia alone! America must do her part, must take the lead.
It is time for America to employ the most powerful army in the world to defeat Russia, end the threat of nuclear war, and hopefully, silence the monster named Putin forever.
Please Keep your emails as brief as possible, and to the point. Make sure to include the nuclear threat of Zaporizhzhia, the need to lead the fight for freedom by defeating Russia militarily, and the imperative to save thousands - if not millions - of lives all over the world, including those of the legislators in Washington D.C.
Remember, Europe and America are next for Putin and Russia.
Thank you, and God bless. (Any questions on how to contact America's leaders, please soup mail me). Faith and Strength, Gershon
Lamp light flickers in the howling wind
In the cove with blizzards cold that stings
Rattling glass and metal house a fragile flame inside
Balanced there on ancient oil
Held by the trapper's nimble fingers
Frozen as they go
Fox pelts are dear
Fetch very little at the trading post
Snow piles higher than prices ever will
The thrill of the hunt is gone
As the game goes on for miles
Legislators took our guns
All weapons banned forever
The only way to catch our prey
Is to strangle them to death with hands
While they lie sleeping
They must lie better than Senators
To pay the price for living
Alas, I see the proposed federal budget has hit the press.
I suppose its loaded with the usual absurd largesse!
Gleeful solons elbowin' others at the trough gittin' their share,
At the same time promisin' us the budget they will pare!
Seems that legislators think that cash flow is never-endin',
And just go on dreamin' up schemes for inane spendin'.
It has been said that you can't fight Capitol Hill alone,
So I'm joinin' in the fray, offerin' asinine proposals of my own!
I want a study to see, that if all the sponges were taken from the seas,
Would the water level rise or recede by some few degrees?
Millions could be spent to study flies as they soar on the level,
Then, how they suddenly land on the ceiling as quick as the devil!
'Twould be intriguin' to teach cassowaries and penguins how to fly.
To fund this, money from medicare could be diverted on the sly!
We need a million dollar pogo stick racin' track in my hometown.
Never mind that it would have irate taxpayers jumpin' up and down!
Now I don't mind payin' taxes and donatin' my fair share,
But I do mind how my money is spent, I do loudly declare!
Havin' proffered the above schemes, I may come to begrudge it.
Some politicos may read this and include them in next year's budget!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Feeling entitled to self-pardoning Grace
Elitist tendencies
within democracy
competitively arise
as cooperative trusting gratitude
fades away
from anti-colonizing
post-traumatic revolutionary space.
Patriarchal problems
seek matriarchal resolutions.
Republic governance structures,
raising up legislative and executive representatives
to judiciously restore healing
where social and economic and environmental wounds
become public cooperative power
to redeem pathologies
by inviting transparently trusted remediations.
Republics must justify control
of too liberally inclusive love,
and have anthro-supremacist issues
deteriorating into bipolar anger
and polycultural fear
of rabidly overpopulated xenophobia
slowly hatching boundary enhancement schemes,
nationalistic entitlement competitions
replacing humane polypathic hope and faith
in international ecological cooperations
for multicultural health-wealth
2020 revolutions
furthering downstream PositivEnergy Democracy.
We are not wrong
to democratically hope
European Union trust
is a more resilient political ecology
and resonant social theology
than pre-millennial wars
and internecine creedal crusades
and building moats
around castle embattled walls
for hoarding up nutritional treasures
against predative invaders
and polyculturing ideas.
Social and
personal and
economic and
ecological and
theological political integrity
invite democratic gratitude
for republic non-violent bilateral communicating leaders,
green legislators speaking and listening,
and deep learning judicious ecotherapeutic executives
facilitating balance between
LeftBrain deductive unity
and RightBrain sacred inductive diversity,
Secular with Sacred Integrity,
in-between universal ego-health resilience
and unitarian eco-wealthy resonance,
Yang breathing in
Yin bleeding gratitude
ego/eco-redemptively out.