June, 2020

6/1/20
(233)

Oh what a darkly strange four years we’ve had
All falling from the choices that were made
As one by one we saw best hopes betrayed.
Unfolding like binge-watching Breaking Bad.

It started with a wrong but simple goal,
And starred a White man, gifted as a liar
Who built and stoked his own self-serving fire
That tragically ballooned out of control.

Destruction came in waves and lives were lost.
Good people saw their souls dragged through the mud.
A trail of broken bones and spattered blood
For one who’d save himself at any cost.

November, no more episodes remaining.
This long ago stopped being entertaining.

6/2/20
(232)

Tear gassed, peaceful protestors fled
As word of his fascism spread.
Troops on horseback were feared,
His pathway was cleared
To pose with a book he ain’t read.

6/3/20
(231)

A nation in anger and doubt.
A president showing his clout.
We’re singing the blues
Searching for some good news.
Well, at least racist Steve King is out.

6/4/20
(230)

Barr’s troops make a striking tableau.
Trained and tactical. Ready to go.
He’s turned up the heat.
They’ll be sweeping the street
With no stinking badges to show.

6/5/20
(229)

It’s a gesture important but small,
But sadly there’s no shock at all
That the Senate would dither
And backing would wither,
And a bill against lynching would stall.

6/6/20
(228)

Black People, Trump feels your pain.
But the Stock Market’s rising again.
Unemployment has slowed
Which statistically showed
That George Floyd did not die in vain.

May, 2020

5/1/20
(264)

The feel of music
The touch of a welcome hand
The smell of my friends

5/2/20
(263)

So Stephanie Grisham is done,
And the McEnany Era’s begun.
In her first Press to-do
Said “I won’t lie to you”.
I’m guessing that’s Lie Number One.

5/3/20
(262)

So tired of the glowing orange face.
So tired of the ever present name.
So tired of the constant passing blame.
So tired of the speeches, void of grace.

So tired of the gestures and the sneer.
The fetid oval of the moving lips.
The whiny rasp. The waddle of the hips.
The gnawing dread of each new thing to fear.

So tired of each blatant selfish goal.
The lies that number far beyond detection.
And those who’d proudly vote for reelection
Of he devoid of empathy or soul.

And yet there is a light beyond this slump,
Embracing things that do not rhyme with “dump”

5/4/20
(261)

Those protesters don’t fear the spread.
It’s loss of their rights that they dread.
They’re angry and armed.
But their lives are charmed.
If Black, they’d already be dead.

5/5/20
(260)

On Capitol steps, a convention
Of folks who eschew prevention.
With chemtrail birthers
And deep-state flat-earthers.
Armed “patriots”, voicing dissension.

5/6/20
(259)

By boat our guys would have attacked.
To help eevil Maduro get sacked.
How nice that we’ve seen
Despite Covid-19,
Our diplomacy still is intact.

5/7/20)
(258)

Vigilantes in Georgia attack.
A young man will never come back.
Two months. No arrest.
Justice fails the test.
When you’re guilty of jogging while Black.

5/8/20
(257)

A double-shot of weariness and fear
As weeks drag on, the life we knew on pause
Conflicting truths regarding cure and cause
And no clear path to moving on from here.

Projections from the CDC and WHO
Our leader wants to wish those words away
For economic models hold more sway
Get back to work. It’s just a kind of flu.

The dark statistics get marginalized
As push turns into shove, full steam ahead
Acceptable, the number of the dead.
No mask for Trump. Is anyone surprised.

Beyond the shape and spin we’ll hear today,
Our thoughts and prayers go out to his valet.

5/9/20
(256)

For decades, did proudly his duty
Flamboyantly shaking his booty
Few of us could look finer
In sequins and eye-liner
The man who gave us Tutti-Frutti.

5/10/20
(255)

On this day, regarding our plight
I think how things could have gone right:
When preparing for bed
If she only had said
“I’m too tired Fred, so not tonight”

5/11/20
(254)

This new Barr decision draws flies.
But the winners write history, guys.
It’s right to be pissed
About charges dismissed.
Michael Flynn told “material lies”.

5/12/20
(253)

Assurances at Monday morning’s briefing
How everything is working out just fine
The boasting in a pouty raspy whine
A nasty question – suddenly he’s leaving.

Before that tho’, one word – Obamagate.
Thru hist’ry, it’s our country’s biggest crime
Specifics still a mystery for the time.
(Guess Mitch told him to shut his mouth too late).

Up next, the Supreme Court and Trump finances.
Past actions and transactions. Wanna bet
They’ll be released? Just ask his buddy Brett.
The odds are 5 to 4. He’ll take his chances.

Meanwhile, Fauci can’t be blamed for trying
To keep from needless suffering and dying.

5/13/20
(252)

Paul Manafort, worthy of note,
Serves the rest of his sentence remote.
His lock-up will cease
Granted early release
To care for that fine Ostrich coat.

5/14/20
(251)

Their conservative court did the trick.
The shelter-in-place did not stick.
Their ruling is clear.
Let’s go grab a beer!
In Wisconsin, you’re free to get sick.

5/15/20
(250)

He offers no coherent plan.
He thinks there’s good folks in the Klan.
He sings his own praises.
His lying amazes.
My God, who could vote for this man.

5/16/20
(249)

What has this poor man been ingesting.
It’s hard to believe he’s suggesting
Our number of cases
Exceeds other places
Because we do way too much testing.

5/17/20
(248)

Eric Trump offered something quite swell
On Fox News, that I can’t wait to tell:
When Election Day’s here,
COVID will disappear.
Here’s hoping his dad will as well.

5/18/20
(247)

Obama, it has come to pass,
Gave a speech to this year’s Senior Class.
How refreshing to hear
One who speaks loud and clear
From heart and head, rather than ass.

5/19/20
(246)

Both risks and rewards have been seen
Of this treatment, for lack of vaccine.
We hope for the best
As he puts to the test
Taking hydroxychloroquine.

5/20/20
(245)

Pelosi’s all hating on Trump.
Their relationship’s deep in a slump.
Fat shaming should cease.
“Morbidly Obese”?
We’d rather say “Pleasingly Plump”.

5/21/20
(244)

Unemployment’s a troubling fate.
There’s 38 million to date.
But Trump keeps on grinning,
And boasting of winning,
And keeping America great.

5/22/20
(243)

In Watsonville’s Ford plant, Trump’s dropping by.
Requests to wear a mask, but no, he ain’t.
Don’t want the inside smeared with orange paint.
For him, the rules and science don’t apply.

But rules for voting, that’s another thing.
No mail-in ballots. Too much chance for fraud
Decrees the man some say chosen by God.
The right to vote has such a hollow ring.

And in our isolation, holiday!
Memorial Day weekend to remember!
But will we look regretful come September
Because we stood too closely in our play.

In other news, now China’s in the wrong
In tightening its noose around Hong Kong.

5/23/20
(242)

Churches reopen? You bet!
Just be sure that Trump’s guidelines are met!
Our president’s orders
Transcending state borders.
C’mon – he ain’t lied to us yet!

5/24/20
(241)

As sickness and tension abound,
We know where our Prez will be found.
Helping out? Spreading hope?
Easing suffering? Nope.
He’ll be on the links playing around.

5/25/20
(240)

Memorial Day is a call
To reflect upon those who gave all
It’s sad we must ask
To please wear a mask
In concern for the folks yet to fall.

5/26/20
(239)

With conspiracy rumors to spread,
Trump’s viciously sick in the head.
His new tweeting low
Points to Joe Scarborough
And an intern who’s tragically dead.

5/27/20
(238)

We’ve read the quotes – his pivoting on China –
From touting friendship, deep respect, and praise,
To stern denouncing where blame squarely lays.
Yet fans of his say none could run things finer.

We’ve heard his lies, denial, passing blame,
And watched him golf as more things fall apart
Don’t like the facts? Just modify the chart.
And yet so many love him just the same.

We’ve seen his tweeted baseless accusations.
Fact checkers weary, can’t keep up the pace
With how he stoops to energize his base,
Our tragic bully laughingstock of nations.

That nauseating sickness that you feel
Reflecting on the person at the wheel.

5/28/20
(237)

black face in pavement
blue knee presses into neck
white hand in pocket

5/29/20
(236)

Goodbye Communist bureaucrats.
If I live, I will send my congrats.
Our country is saved.
Trump’s next term is paved
With the bodies of dead Democrats.

5/30/20
(235)

SpaceX may be launching today.
Hope the astronauts will be okay.
With our whole planet crumbling
And leadership bumbling,
Can you blame them for getting away?

5/31/20
(234)

Staring in shock at the wreck.
Injustice is stacking the deck.
America’s bleeding.
A madman is leading.
The tourniquet’s around the neck.

April, 2020

4/1/20
(294)

So many dishes for this Feast of Fools
A never-ending smorgasbord of jest
Unending day, you put us to the test
The cruelty of your pranking breaks the rules.

The set-up of delay and disbelief
Colossal hoax of swift and global reach
Trumped up by those who lead, inform, and preach
And then the payoff steeped in loss and grief.

Our streets, our homes, our businesses, our lives,
Our every stripe of human interaction,
Our normal past so slowly loses traction
‘Til ending of this curs’ed joke arrives.

May sadness, fear and loss all be reversed
In health and joy beyond this April First.

4/2/20
(293)

New millions of folks unemployed
Small nest eggs are getting destroyed
The ruling class waits
Behind their locked gates.
On the streets, when will folks get annoyed…

4/3/20
(292)

Hobby Lobby is open. Let’s go!
The virus can’t get there, you know?
The place is essential
Safely reverential
At least God told the owner’s wife so.

4/4/20
(291)

Mike Atkinson. Give him a hand.
As Inspector Gen., he was grand.
Gave Congress the spiel
On Trump’s Ukraine deal
And for doing his job, just got canned.

4/5/20
(290)

As The State tells us how to behave
And from six feet apart we all wave
It’s sad not to be
In the Land of the Free,
Quarantined in the Home of the Brave.

4/6/20
(289)

Each day, a new, unprecedented now,
With friends and family all in isolation
In disbelief we share our situation
As aching hearts obsess on why and how.

Our leaders hollow words bring scant relief
Advice and guidelines seem to daily change
As still, solutions, vague and out of range
Leave far too many lost in loss and grief.

Now daybreak’s stark return into the madness
As each will find their way not out, but through,
Perhaps a time to touch what else is true
For love and hope live side by side with sadness.

Beyond the great uncertainties we’re seeing
Please, find the simple, complex joy of being.

4/7/20
(288)

You could suck at your work,
An incompetent jerk,
With an absence of qualifications.

Your habits, disgust. Tell a lie, break a trust,
With an eye on more dark machinations

You can live as a fake
Who is just on the take.
Dig up women who’s children
You’ve sired.

You can fuck, break or lose
Any damned thing you choose,
But make me look bad, and
You’re fired.

For an ill-mannered fop
Can go straight to the top
If he cops to who’s bottom he’s kissin’

He can rob, steal or plunder,
Rip values asunder
And make his opponents go missin’.

If you lack the right stuff
But you donate enough,
You can brag to the world that you’re wired.

All the evidence shows
That I’m not wearing clothes,
But make me look bad, and
You’re fired.

4/8/20
(287)

Wisconsin postponing elections
Offered residents there some protections.
But Repubs wouldn’t budge
Cuz of some right wing judge.
Hey, voting should not cause infections

4/9/20
(286)

Thanks Bernie. Ya know ya done good.
You gave the race all that you could.
I don’t mind confidin’
I ain’t loving Biden,
But on voting day, yeah, sure, I would.

4/10/20
(285)

Social distance may ward off infection,
And shutdowns may offer protection,
But with poll numbers dropping,
Reopen! Go shopping!
And help out with Trump’s re-election.

4/11/20
(284)

This virus, It gimme the blues.
Everywhere I look – perilous views.
But if I want to feel
It ain’t no big deal,
I guess I should go watch Fox News.

4/12/20
(283)

Something new that has never been shared:
Fifty states have disaster declared.
I ask just for fun
How we might have done
With a leader who act’ually cared.

4/13/20
(282)

Just yesterday, so very long ago,
Those lives we led, abruptly put on hold
As stunned we watched, too quickly to unfold
An unexpected, frightening tableau.

A painful truth on every empty shelf
Confronting all who must do more with less.
This richest nation humbled to confess
America cannot care for itself.

The Front Line – ever brave, dependable,
Who pick & pack, replenish and deliver,
And every scared and unequipped caregiver,
This sickness renders all expendable.

Someday when this is over, may we see
What this great nation truly wants to be.

4/14/20
(281)

The election would not be postponed
Putting voters at risk and rezoned
It was voter suppression
By the high court in session
But the guys on the right still got boned.

4/15/20
(280)

No fake news here. Not even anecdotal.
“We’re gonna write some papers up on this”.
He claims this in his dictatory bliss:
The president’s authority is total.

So now let Barr write up some resolution.
“It’s total and the governors know that”.
Says bully demagogic spoiled brat.
The Donald’s will transcends the Constitution

A game of quid pro quo before our eyes.
States’ rights mean squat if you want help from me.
No science in my Land of the Free,
But policies of politics and lies.

So do it now. I’ll get permission later
Says he who puts the dick inside dictator.

4/16/20
(279)

Hey Congress – it’s time to adjourn
To give Trump appointees their turn.
Testing is outdated,
Oversight’s overrated,
And Donald’s got money to burn.

4/17/20
(278)

The Corona Virus can kill
I hope that it won’t make you ill.
What Fauci advisest
It’s prob’ly the wisest,
And not so much from Dr. Phil.

4/18/20
(277)

He claims total control of the nation,
Then lets states plan their own situation,
Then he foments unrest
Putting them to the test,
Tweeting for premature “liberation”.

4/19/20
(276)

Protesting the virus restrictions
Shows the courage of ones convictions.
In leaving their quarters,
Masses of Trump supporters
May result in their own life evictions.

4/20/20
(275)

In some circles, 4/20 is known
As the day to go roll up a bone.
But these days, alas,
Don’t “puff, puff, & pass”.
Just stay home and smoke it alone.

4/21/20
(274)

The Democrat gov’ners get chided.
And the caution of science derided.
Narcissistic and petty,
What makes him all sweaty
Is keeping our nation divided.

4/22/20
(273)

With this mandated shutdown, I’m through!
There’s things of great import to do!
And as things unravel,
To Georgia I’ll travel,
Go bowling, and get a tattoo.

4/23/20
(272)

A pandemic Task Force’s leader
Was a trusted aide. What could be sweeter.
His skill set was big
From his previous gig
As a Dallas Labradoodle breeder.

4/24/20
(271)

Beware the cures of anti-science meddlers
Avoid elixirs from snake-oil peddlers
Keep rumored cures, untested, out of reach
And never inject alcohol or bleach.

In days of desperation, it’s expectant
That some consider drinking disinfectant
But please to keep in mind one truth for sure
That presently for death there is no cure.

It’s sad to think a president’s suggestion
Could lead to something worse than indigestion.
Far from a doctor, clear and plain to see
But still the pow’r to fire them on TV.

And yet for some his ignorance is bliss.
And in that lies the How We Came To This.

4/25/20
(270)

A virus is plaguing the nation
Infecting the whole population
A long list of ills
Vomit, fever and chills
The symptoms of Trump Saturation.

4/26/20
(269)

Trump’s ongoing battle with WHO,
Blaming them for what he did not do,
Shows his sad defiance
Of facts based in science
Over things that he’d rather be true.

4/27/20
(269)

Mitch McConnell, that Simon Legree,
Claims that States should declare bankruptcy.
He thinks that it’s swell
For he knows it quite well
As he already is, morally.

4/28/20
(267)

Bolsonaro, the thug of Brazil.
Forever, his hand in the till.
Corrupt to the core
Just looking to score
Trump is somewhat better, but still…

4/29/20
(266)

To not wear a mask is quite tempting.
But for virus containment attempting,
We really all should
For the common good.
(Except Pence, whom God is exempting.)

4/30/20
(265)

It’s enough to disquiet the mind
When you look at the news you can find
But that’s what you’ve got
When the Media’s bought
By rich folks with axes to grind.

March, 2020

3/1/20
(325)

89 is a pretty good run.
He’ll live on in the chain he begun.
Cool things in the aisles,
Employees with smiles,
Trader Joe, you made shopping fun.

3/2/20
(324)

One more is down and that leaves five left standing.
This brutal campaign trail is demanding.
A noble shot, but needle wouldn’t budge
For telegenic Mayor Buddha Judge.

He had some thoughtful words we took to heart,
And in his way, upset the apple cart.
He opened eyes of some who play it straight,
Yet as for now the man will have to wait.

A centrist for inclusion and for unity,
But still no traction in the Black community.
Though through his run, a message has been sent –
You can be mainstream and be different.

Fresh face, intelligent, articulate.
Come back, young man, when you matriculate.

3/3/20
(323)

Now Klobuchar’s race has been ran.
She is smart, but I wasn’t a fan.
It was not hard to choose.
I saw most of her views
As moderate Republican.

3/4/20
(322)

Not long ago, a wide and crowded field
Provided us a multitude of choices
A chance to hear some words from different voices
The wealth of possibilities appealed.

A fresh array of faces and perspectives
Perhaps to chart a new and better way
But campaigns and debates up to this day
Descended into hurling invectives.

Some saw a chance to fix and learn and grow,
But hope and change are many years behind us.
The unease of the now stands to remind us
The creeping failure of the status quo.

And through it all it comes as no surprise
The race is coming down to Two White Guys.

3/5/20
(321)

This race to the White House. Egads!
All this weighing the Goods and the Bads.
It’s hard to endure.
But one thing’s for sure.
There won’t be more Mike Bloomberg ads.

3/6/20
(320)

When the facts are what are desirous,
Here’s an item that shouldn’t go by us:
Without cure or cause,
Trump, grasping at straws,
Blamed Obama for spreading the virus.

3/7/20
(319)

Trane’s tracks of Ivory
Rip’pling chords of Supreme Love
The Real McCoy

3/8/20
(318)

A change at Chief of Staff has come to pass
How ever did Mark Meadows land the gig?
By showing that his love for Trump is big,
And kissing Jared Kushner’s gilded ass.

Mulvaney’s parting Thank You notes were grand
But he took too much comfort on the side,
Abhorred the twenty-four by seven ride,
So he’ll be getting shipped to Ireland.

Now Meadows stands as pumped to lead the charge,
To stack the staff with loyal sycophants,
And lead them all in clever pro-Trump chants
But his own love of self may loom too large.

Congratulations, Meadows. Bend and smile.
But hist’ry says – update your LinkedIn profile.

3/9/20
(317)

The headlines daily draw the flies
And so it comes as no surprise
Our once great Nation’s future lies
Twixt Biden’s gaffes and Trumpy’s lies.

3/10/20
(316)

Erik Prince is a snoopy old cuss
And now he is spying on us
Going after the “Thems”
Labor groups, Libs & Dems
Someone please, throw him under a bus.

3/11/20
(315)

In Russia, Vlad’s reign is surreal.
Twelve more years he’ll be back at the wheel.
Now Trump’s in a tizzy
Behind the scenes, busy,
To work out the same kind of deal.

3/12/20
(314)

Trump’s travel ban’s getting in gear.
A brilliant idea it’s clear.
His great intellect
Knows this will protect
From a virus that’s already here.

3/13/20
(313)

Disease of virus and disease of fear
Infected bodies, and infected minds
Each new and troubling revelation grinds
As things we took for granted disappear.

Empty stadiums and empty shelves
The markets fall as fevered tempers rise
What’s next comes far too quickly to surmise
As pundits race on to outdo themselves.

And those elected leaders at the top
More versed in shouting matches over leading
Inured to suf’ring fearful masses pleading
Lack vision for a path to make it stop.

The future stands as troubling and unsure
I pray we all shall find heart to endure.

3/14/20
(312)

Self-quarantine makes some good sense.
Prevention’s a line of defense
That might do the trick
But what’s making me sick
Is the obsequious fawning of Pence.

3/15/20
(311)

Life seems to have taken a swerve
As we struggle to “flatten the curve”
I have much resistance
To all this self-distance
Reality has some fucking nerve.

3/16/20
(310)

Two men before a non-existent crowd
A sparring that addressed the absent foe.
It made a long but not unpleasant show
Good taste enough to keep from getting loud.

Each saw the world through different colored glasses
Each poked at missteps from the other’s past
One highlighted political contrast
The other blamed corrupted ruling classes.

Where Biden has stood next to the Big Chair
For decades Bernie stood as Class Crusader.
Can needed changes really wait ‘til later
For long, our rig-ged system’s been unfair.

Yet neither man was throwing knockout punches
Perhaps to better save for Trump, in bunches.

3/17/20
(309)

At first FOX News said “Virus…not!
It’s just some vast Democrat plot”.
They’re final’y retracting
On “overreacting”
How sad if Corona they’ve got.

3/18/20
(308)

The number of cases is growing
Our “out and about” time is slowing
Curiosity grows
As nobody knows
Exactly where all this is going

3/19/20
(307)

With government checks of assistance
Soon coming to aid our existence.
Governmental contrarians
And most Libertarians
Will accept them without much resistance.

3/20/20
(306)

Richard Burr had some inside intel.
Just before the big crash, got to sell.
His timely unloading
Beat the market’s eroding.
May he spend all that money in Hell.

3/21/20
(305)

Reports to him on viral spread and grow
A chance to act before things got so scary
Intelligence ignored in January.
How sad to use the words “we told you so”.

Two months behind in crucial preparation
A calloused eye to steps that should be taken
Instead how many millions are forsaken
Locked up at home inside a broken nation.

Alarms were sounded by ignored protestors.
Projections came on how bad things could get
He chose instead to just downplay the threat.
Those expert words were frightening investors.

If voting day should come, keep one thing clear:
His role in all the things that got us here

3/22/20
(304)

No wonder Fauci looked pissed.
But Donald just could not resist:
“Two drugs that for sure
Amount to a cure”
(That sadly does not yet exist).

3/23/20
(303)

It’s time for strong leadership, but
The man at the top is a nut.
He loathes the reliance
On truth, facts or science
Preferring his whim, mood, or gut.

3/24/20
(302)

There’s a choice over which one to fix:
The Dow Jones or the Old and the Sicks.
On one side there’s health
On the other there’s wealth.
Take a guess as to which one Trump picks.

3/25/20
(301)

A college mem’ry haunts me to this day.
A freshman college class. A game to play.
Scenarios where each group must arrive
At who among us will and won’t survive.

There’s roles to play in this reality
Of age and skill and personality.
Determine who can stay and who must go,
As tensions rise and real values show.

The old or flawed more quickly cast aside
While skilled or priv’leged stay on for the ride.
Triage in judging value of a life
And who among us gets to stick the knife.

A classroom tests the weight of I and Thou.
In larger scale, playing out right now.

3/26/20
(300)

No word when the crisis will end
But relief may be just ‘round the bend.
For the broken and ill
There’s 2.2 Trill.
A number I can’t comprehend.

3/27/20
(299)

Well, China was where it begun,
And Italy sure had its run.
The ongoing saga
Of our quest for MAGA –
How great to say “We’re #1!”

3/28/20
(298)

As victims so sadly amass,
We see it has now come to pass
Equipment, so treasured,
Has price tags all measured
In kisses he’ll get on his ass.

3/29/20
(297)

Sweet darkness escape
O precious sleep shelter me
No virus in dreams

3/30/20
(296)

While countless souls ponder their fate,
As we hole up in shelter and wait,
And we wonder who dies
For lack of supplies,
Trump crows that his ratings are great!

3/31/20
(295)

A global pandemic, or sham
Our lives are in chaos. Goddamn!
We can’t win for tryin’
You came in like a lion
Now please March, go out like a lamb.

February, 2020

2/1/20
(354)

Wherever its consequence reaches,
One thing this impeachment trial teaches,
This issue unites
The Lefts and the Rights:
All Senators love to give speeches.

2/2/2020
(353)

Today, maybe set aside beefs.
Pay no mind to political griefs
As the coastal elites
Battle mid-west Main Streets
When the Niners throw down with the Chiefs.

2/3/20
(352)

Trump’s football fan friends got their fill
At his Florida place. What a thrill.
A Super Bowl Fest
Where we paid for each guest
To the tune of just 3.4 Mil.

2/4/20
(351)

t’s my hope we final’y hit bottom here
Murkowski then so eloquently stated.
Both parties and both houses castigated,
Self-serving self-destruction made too clear.

A demon burns its way through ol’ DC
No side, she says, can stand exempt from blame
While media so swiftly fans the flame
All lose when this is how you play the game.

A nearly empty chamber heard her speech
Behavior that she called “shameful and wrong”
Nice tune but too late for the song,
Yet Trump’s own interests led to over-reach.

Good points in her eleven minute snit.
And still Murkowski’s voting to acquit.

2/5/20
(350)

It was far less a speech than campaign,
As eloquence circled the drain.
Some half truths to pedal,
And Rush got a medal,
Then Nancy made her response plain.

2/6/20
(349)

This bloviating gasbag of a man
Spews fetid bile on those below his station
Fat jester for the sickness of a nation
No wonder our Dear Leader is a fan.

Women, Blacks & gays – minorities –
The slaughtered Tribes, the victims of empire
For them, he pees more fuel upon the fire
For male, White and straight – he holds the keys.

And now, his Silver Medal. Right on cue.
To honor his divisive broadcast deeds
Just what this opiated buffoon needs
Be proud. I heard Bill Cosby got one too.

His hateful brand of humor’s not the answer.
But hey, I wish him luck with all that cancer.

2/7/20
(348)

With the White House’s East Room outfitted,
He bragged about being acquitted.
He went on quite a while,
And elsewhere, meanwhile,
The Statue of Liberty vomited.

2/8/20
(347)

With Donald absolved of his sins
Those who crossed him get kicked in the shins.
Testify against Trump?
Yer out on yer rump.
Guess the real witch hunt now begins.

2/9/20
(346)

Biden wants you to think he’s a player.
A “No Malarkey” Trump slayer.
A dynamic go-getter.
But he’s got to do better
Against a young, gay, small-town Mayor.

2/10/20
(345)

One thing that we all learned last night –
The Oscars ™ have gotten it right:
In art and in life,
Truth cuts like a knife.
The winner? Of course. Parasite.

2/11/20
(344)

This budget is tragic hilarity
He calls “dominance and prosperity”.
That 4.8 Trill
Is quite a bit, still,
Too many are in need of charity.

2/12/20
(343)

If e’er it was before, it’s not a joke.
For now emboldened by exoneration,
Pursuance of vindictive vindication
Could cause an elsewise moral man to choke.

His party now is no impediment.
They fawn upon his non-existent clothes,
And each who longs to keep his favor knows
That dear man Roger Stone is innocent.

We wonder now how justice is defined.
Is it to service only those in power,
While those who seek a greater good must cower.
Thanks for your service. Entry is declined.

A darker pattern dares now to emerge
His allies binge whilst rivals get the purge.

2/13/20
(342)

With the sentence that Barr recommended,
Some suggest that his tenure be ended.
Upset lawyers resigned.
But others don’t mind.
He’s just helping a guy Donald friended.

2/14/20
(341)

If you know the melody, please sing along…

Better than Trump in the White House
Better than building a wall
Better than members of Congress
Acting petty and small
Better than Right Wing militias
Better than Lindsay and Mitch
Better than children in cages
Or tax breaks for the rich
Better than midnight tweeted lies
Or Giuliani’s buggy eyes
Better than anything except
Being in love.

Better than Red States and Blue States
Jumping down each other’s throats,
Better than flooded coast cities
Being maneuvered by boats.
Better than Nazis on 4-chan
Plotting the Free World’s demise,
Better than Don Junior’s rifle
Or Melania’s thighs.
Better than wondering how and why
As you shake your head and cry
Better than anything except
Being in love.

Better than glaciers a-melting
Better than fire and flood
Better than climate change weather
Bringing on slides made of mud
Better than Black folk not voting
Or dissenters in jail
Better than having a road map to avoid The Big Fail.
Better than knowing how you’ll feel
When those prophesies get real.
Better than anything except
Being in Love.

Better than casting a ballot
Better than working for change
Better than Barr and Pompeo
Getting afflicted with mange
Better than sound bites and shouting
Being disguised as debate
Or elected officials
Spewing lies, fear and hate
Better than letting out a cheer
When Election Day is here
Better than anything except
Being in love.

2/15/20
(340)

Among all the campaigning prattle
More and more there’s a disturbing rattle.
Seeing Mike Bloomberg’s face
Suggesting this race
Be of two billionaires doing battle.

2/16/20
(339)

Those Sins Trump committed quite readily,
Without pause for contrition, and steadily.
He’s indulged in all Seven.
Will he get into Heaven?
We’ll find out. Now, if only they’re Deadly.

2/17/20
(338)

Rob Manfred, he gets no relief
For giving the ‘Stros little grief
For World Series cheating.
No one gets a beating
In these days of our Cheater in Chief.

2/18/20
(337)

This four-day work week has begun.
I hope yesterday you had fun.
Kicking back, or at play,
On Presidents’ Day,
Celebrating them all. Except one.

2/19/20
(336)

Oh Blago, congrats on your pardon.
On your way out, say “bye” to the Warden.
Like Kerik & Milken
Absolved for their bilkin’.
All of this just to give Trump a hard-on.

2/20/20
(335)

Six candidates standing apart.
Their arguing fell short of art.
Klobuchar got it right
With one phrase tonight:
“Our president, he has no heart”

2/21/20
(334)

A sideways Babel tower of six voices
Accuse, assure, explain, define and quip
As vulture pundits stay tuned for a slip
And thirsty eyes and ears observe their choices:

An angry guy who holds blame to the rich.
A ship that’s sailed. A Shiny Object face.
A racist billionaire who bought his place.
A snippy school ma’rm and some pushy witch.

With finger-pointing grasps at popularity
These former, future allies duke it out
In sowing less of confidence than doubt.
This stage affords no time nor place for charity.

Do any standing here bring greater fears
Than brightly burning thoughts of four more years.

2/22/20
(333)

Trump’s new overseer of spies
Comes off as more loyal than wise.
An intelligence loss,
But he sure loves his boss.
You’ve been warned now, so watch your backs, guys.

2/23/20
(332)

Tho he says he supports those who work,
He just gutted their rights with a smirk.
Defense employees
Get a bargaining freeze
And this keeps us secure? What a jerk!

2/24/20
(331)

So Trump is in India now.
A big-time PR pow-wow
With his buddy Modi.
No shakti, no bodhi,
Just an orange & un-sacred cow.

2/25/20
(330)

The branches of government be
Designed to work separately
And with their own talents,
Provide checks and balance.
But Trump wants control of all three.

2/26/20
(329)

With the president doing so fine
He can tweet anything & still shine.
Our Orange Pinocchio
Has such braggadocio
That he might even pardon Weinstein.

2/27/20
(328)

Our President’s sorry you’re ill.
That Corona Virus can kill.
He’s sent Pence to help
Who’s feeling is, welp,
If ya got it, it’s prob’ly God’s will.

2/28/20
(327)

With the world getting hotter each year,
And the Corona Virus draws near,
We’re drowning in plastic,
The stock market’s spastic
And America’s greater in fear.

2/29/20
(326)

A creeping scourge, or Democratic hoax.
A major threat, or just the latest scare.
To comfort us, the Internet is there
Abounding with conspiracies and jokes.

Mulvaney says that we can handle this
A this that daily seems to be expanding,
Defying anti-science understanding.
The cost of cure – the next Big Pharma bliss.

Our next step seems to be travel restriction
And on its face, a logical position.
But what about community transmission
Already bringing daily new affliction.

How blessed to have the faith of VP Pence
To pray away disease and pestilence.

January, 2020

1/1/20
(385)

May your dreams make it over the hump,
And your path be without halt or bump.
May joy be instilled,
And your year be filled
With things that do not rhyme with “rump”.

1/2/20
(384)

Even tho on the job they were pleasin’
Trump’s workers got canned for a reason.
Tho’ undocumented,
The Donald relented
‘Til after the harvesting season.

1/3/20
(383)

This drone attack – a tactic, or a whim
Deserved response or mindless escalation
And in what form will come retaliation
Upon the heads of those who martyred him.

Trump’s words were few, a playground bully’s taunt,
As clear as an articulate explosion.
His switches thrown to further the erosion
To end or start – what does our leader want.

Two presidents before him chose to pause.
They didn’t call for an official hit.
But Suleimani didn’t shy from it
His resume provided ample cause.

So much for New Year peace and mending fences.
Now comes the calendar of consequences.

1/4/20
(382)

The fires we’ve seen
The fires still yet to come
The fires right now

1/5/20
(381)

Iranian tempers on boil
Troops flying to Middle East soil
Assassination
Brings retaliation
Someone tell me this ain’t about oil.

1/6/20
(380)

And after Trump’s Baghdad attack,
More threats to Iran and Iraq.
His petulant rage
On the global stage
Is daring them both to push back.

1/7/20
(379)

For revenge some Iranians thirst,
With Americans fearing the worst.
Tho folks may admit
Of the targets to hit,
Perhaps Mar a Lago comes first.

1/8/20
(378)

Intelligence, we’re told, sketchy at best
Perhaps there was no imminent attack
But now we see Iran is striking back
And foreign policy by Trump is put to test.

Retaliation talk was met by threat
To target life and culture as they knew it
And could he be just nuts enough to do it.
Iran displays the guts to take the bet.

Oil. Greed. Abuse of power. Rage.
The politics of threat. The thrill to war.
Reveal the splintered rotting at the core
Of where we stand upon the global stage.

And still all those equipped to make it stop
Enabling the madman at the top.

1/9/20
(377)

A president who we all know
Made our lives a Reality Show
Each day a new crisis
Climate, trade wars (stacking the courts, putting children in cages, obstructing of justice, spreading lies, polarizing the citizenry, attacking the media, promoting his own interests, pedaling influence, cozying up to dictators, selling off our natural resources, trashing the EPA, alienating our allies, sending dog whistle cues to the radical right, pandering to evangelicals who are convinced that he’ll bring about the second coming) and ISIS…
Oh Christ, how I wish he’d just go.

1/10/20
(376)

From Iran, a few missiles were sent.
A plane is down “by accident”
Some folks have the notion
This was set in motion
By the actions of our president.

1/11/20
(375)

Each death a ripple matrix of a loss
Each hole at depth beyond our understanding
So little time to fight to remain standing
When it’s your turn to give the dice a toss

Presented as a number or statistic
A singular and abstract distillation
Whitewashing every heart’s own devastation
Emotion unexpressed in things linguistic

So vital, then so suddenly departed
With those remaining left to contemplate
The nexus of a single tragic fate
But wait – t’was only yesterday we started.

Daughter, sister, partner, lover, friend
In absence still, these roles, they shall not end.

1/12/20
(374)

At an Ohio rally, this time
Trump said Dems just want chaos and crime –
They’re “vicious and horrible”.
This man is incorrigible!
His lies leave a trail of slime.

1/13/20
(373)

Our politics are a fat mess
Each who serves has a thing to confess.
We’ve soaked in regressive.
What’s wrong with “progressive”?
In the word itself you find PROGRESS.

1/14/20
(372)

Journalism’s a challenging chore
So many newspapers cry poor
But I’d rather have read
About what’s done or said
Than the gossip about what was wore.

1/15/20
(371)

The Bernie and Liz rift begins.
The Corporate Dem camp just grins.
Spreading lies, sowing doubt,
Let the Left duke it out
While Donnie, without effort, wins.

1/16/20
(370)

Yes, Virginia,

What a day.

You’ve ratified

The E.R.A.

1/17/20
(369)

With Dershowitz now on the case
Trump’s Dreamteam Defense is in place!
He helped OJ skate!
Thought Epstein was great!
For defending the guilty, he’s ace!

1/18/20
(368)

Happy Birthday to Michelle Obama
From Donald, in her honor, a surprise!
A banquet full of pizza, burgers, fries
A little taste of schoolyard luncheon drama.

We’ll fill those kids with sugar, starch and grease.
Good health is such a Socialistic plot.
Fresh fruits and veggies just sit there and rot.
Let grades go down and average weight increase.

Roll back that woman’s call for healthy meals,
Walk back from dated concepts like nutrition
Poor kids, again, assuming the position
To pave the way for fast food outlet deals.

Such tasty food Sir. May I have more please?
More diabetes and more heart disease.

1/19/20
(367)

Our economy’s one to adore,
Cancer deaths down, and Blacks earning more.
Our trade balance sings.
How many more things
Does Donald Trump take credit for.

1/20/20
(366)

His message fell deaf upon fools
He was slain by establishment tools
Celebrate on this day
As his dream fades away
While his name still adorns streets and schools.

1/21/20
(365)
Impeachment? Who’s in – Yes or No.
Most have had quite enough of this show.
It smells like manure
But one thing’s for sure –
There’s 3 – 6 – 5 days left to go!

1/22/20
(364)

So many words we find to rhyme with Mitch,
Sometimes we get distracted by the game
Of making clever put-downs with his name.
But focus on the goal – to make the switch

And toss him on his ass come voting day.
To suit his party’s goals he twists the rules
Then gleeful, plays the Democrats for fools
Enough of this. Let’s send him on his way.

His loyalty is only to the wealthy
While stacking courts with dim, regressive judges.
And in his Holy Quest, he never budges
To keep Kentucky dumb, poor and unhealthy.

It’s time to dump this chicken-necked disaster,
And un-employ the Senate’s sham ringmaster.

1/23/20
(363)

The Dems offer up each demand.
Witnesses they’d call to the stand,
Documents by the ream
Of Trump’s corrupt scheme,
All they get tho, is “talk to the hand”.

1/24/20
(362)
Is there really any doubt about the facts.
Could one say true he’d not do such a thing.
Does it not count, this evidence we bring.
He lies, then moves to cover up his tracks.

Coercion, pow’r abuses and obstruction
But “in his mind, the man did nothing wrong”,
Sings Lindsay Graham in a fawning song
Preparing for his Hall of Shame induction.

Republicans say they’ve heard nothing new
But if it’s new, they’ve turned a deafened ear
New evidence, says Mitch, ain’t welcome here.
What is our sad Democracy to do.

We see beneath this partisan hysteria –
Trump only loves the ME that’s in aMErica.

1/25/20
(361)

Someone at the meeting was wired
When Trump made clear what he desired.
He was heard without doubt
Saying just, “take her out”.
Some believe that he only meant “fired”.

1/26/20
(360)

Impropriety? There was no appearance.
Trump followed strict ethics adherence.
No hold-back of aid,
No quid pro quo trade,
Just Dems’ election interference.

1/27/20
(359)
precious bird in flight
shrouded in great grey danger
heartbreak so quickly

1/28/20
(358)

This life of ours, more fragile than papyrus,
Too late when seen how fiercely took for granted,
With such concern for where and how we’re slanted,
Does not concern Wuhan Corona Virus.

Would aliens upon our world admire us
Or aim to move us past our barbarism
Would we slay them before we’d heal our schism
And what about Wuhan Corona Virus.

Infectious as a song by Miley Cyrus
A cobra-centered matrix flying wide
And why are Donald’s tariffs not applied
To cash in on Wuhan Corona Virus

No game. No PacMan, Donkey Kong, or Gyruss.
No vaccine for Wuhan Corona Virus.

1/29/20
(357)

Oh Mitch, I’m so sad. What a shock
That you may lack enough votes to block
Bolton testimony
Which may have a key.
We don’t like him, but let the man talk.

1/30/20
(356)

The will of the people be damned
Who cares if they’re all getting scammed.
The defense can rest
For I know what’s best.
Four more years down your throat I get jammed.

1/31/20
(355)

Liz Warren showed some guts to ask
When she took Justice Roberts to task –
Does a witness-less trial
Make our system look vile?
What feelings did his grimace mask.