Category Archives: POLITICS

EULOGY

God-speed dear Jesse

on your latest journey

where you may take your rest.

You always did your best.

You always helped us see

racism has no place in a democracy.

You mentored us along our way

on separate paths that lay

alongside your own by right,

allies in a long, broad fight

to make America, finally, act right.

You encouraged us to face the foes

who would take us all down,

with fisticuffs and handcuffs, to the ground.

You showed us that peaceful means

are more than enough

to overcome those who act so tough.

God speed, dear Jesse,

Good riddance, Kristi, and all your kind.

Jesse’s spirit will survive those of your mind.

Jesse’s peaceful rainbow coalition 

is far more able, resolute and tough.

Sure enough. Sure enough.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS, Uncategorized

WAKING NIGHTMARES

Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

I rise again from a tousled bed

into the darkest night.

No lights are yet lit in my neighbors’ homes.

Yet, I do not feel entirely alone.

Ghosts of those who fought earlier wars

lie beside me, and make their cares my own.

Their warnings bubble to the surface

as the tea kettle heats, whistles and warns.

The silence of the night blasts so loud

I believe I hear bombs, missiles and drones

falling onto rooftops, and yards, and neighbors;

in every American neighborhood, and my own.

In this neighborhood, where there is so little fear,

where we have never the devastation of war known.

The detestation of war, too often, is mine alone.

Those who have never gone to war

make war too easily,

Talk about death and destruction

relaxed and breezily.

They send others to march, to fight, to die;

after picking the pockets of the working class

and poor, they select our children to go to war.

Selective service is still in force, but not enforced

lest children of the wealthy have to declare

bone spurs, bad knees, or thinning hair.

Another example of the war made against our own

picking our pockets of hard-earned cash

to wage wars from febrile minds heatedly grown,

while treating our young men and women like trash.

While war protects the the few, their assets and reputations,

it forcefully destroys our chaotically-controlled nation.

The silent night screams out 

to waken me with blasts and shouts,

“Make war no more!”

“Make war no more!”

We have no excuses.

Not any more.

Are you awake yet?

White House released photo. Note the makeshift, unsecured skiff, making war from Mar a Lago, taking time away from a gala fundraiser.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

MORE ON WAR

Photo by Yevhen Sukhenko on Pexels.com

My father fought the War

to End all Wars.

My Godfather fought the War

that has no end.

My brother fought the War

that was a police action.

My nephew fought the War

undeclared for Kuwait’s liberation

and Hussein’s annihilation.

My great-nephew fights the War

To save an autocrat’s administration.

We all fight the War

opposing cruel opposition to immigration.

Once more, people of peace

protest a war taking place abroad

and its counterpart taking place in our streets.

All to save a man from accusation

of pedophilia, rape and sheer brutality 

who will be asked for an explanation

during his interrogation

which could lead to his incarceration.

Have I got that right?

It is not his sons nor daughter who will fight.

But, yours and mine.

Have I got that right?

It all comes from The Right

so I must be Right

or face the consequences.

Have I got that right?

We make such war at our cost

until all is lost.

Have I got that right?

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

DIABETIC LESSONS

Photo by Nataliya Vaitkevich on Pexels.com

Each morning I draw blood

pressing a needle beneath my skin.

It no longer hurts nerves 

deadened by repetition.

I watch blood drawn in the streets,

the blood of others

I shall never meet.

I have learned to bear my own pain.

The pain of others is a heavier rain

upon a parched soul

in need of hope.

My greatest fear is that one day,

as in all things,

that greater pain will fade away.

I will become numb to others’ pain.

That is the day I shall be dead

even as my heart still beats

and I still bleed.

Blood will flow in streets I no longer see.

But, I shall no longer feel a thing.

Government has become 

too sickeningly sweet.

The only cure is to stop feeding off

brutality, lies and corruption,

hoping for gain that is never enough.

A nation feeding off its own

cannot survive.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

BACKED UP SEWER

Photo by Josh Withers on Pexels.com

No longer can we ignore life

which imitates art 

while art imitates life.

Each part imitates the whole

while the whole

is the sum of its parts.

When the parts break

the whole breaks apart.

The dark drain bears the burden

of  too many broken peaces

and pushes back against gravity;

releases the depravity

and frees the broken whole.

Cleaning crews appear to

remove the waste, fraud and abuse

of leadership run amok among the muck;

Now, so clearly broken, and out of luck.

Hot air blows around every media space

to dry the tears of such disgrace.

Sanitize all you will.

Pack the dirty remnants into opaque bags,

redacted files hidden under seal,

and hide the crimes away.

The sewer can only handle so much

of the dirty secrets we are afraid to touch.

Truth always come to light

when the drain is filled too tight.

Ignoring the dirt contaminates us all,

as we watch the walls of a nation fall.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

IT IS JUST TOO MUCH

Photo by Germar Derron on Pexels.com

How much is too much?

Resilience and self-reliance

are cherished and elevated

with religious fervor in defiance

of what we humans know to be true.

You must rely on me; and I, on you.

We now discover on a daily basis

how out of touch we all are

as we see the suffering faces.

Out of touch with self.

Out of touch with one another.

Afraid to ask for help for ourselves;

we avoid those in need of our help, too.

Admitting any weakness

would never do.

We prefer to believe we are the better

for never needing one another;

unlike the homeless, impoverished

we wish were not our sister nor brother.

How much is too much in this day and age?

Not enough.

Not enough.

Never enough.

Time to engage.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

THE FALL

Photo by u0415u0432u0433u0435u043du0438u044f u0415u0433u043eu0440u043eu0432u0430 on Pexels.com

The snow is falling 

again.

She feels like an old

friend.

I fall with her at my

ease.

With one request, if you

please.

I beg her to break  my

fall,

and allow grace to cover the sins of

all.

Sun strikingly yearns to rise and 

heat

the frozen earth beneath my

feet.

My fall, I fear is not easy nor

soft.

Minds cooling their anger keep hope

aloft.

But, I am sinking beneath the 

weight

of my own government filled with such

hate.

Will we ever see another summer  of

love?

If cold snow keeps falling from

above?

One thing I truly

know.

No one can make me hate the

snow.

My heart melts as the snow soon

will.

I hold fast to love for all,

still.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

CHORUS

The blinds have been opened. But, I sit in the dark.

Another morning at the table, set for one.

Alone in thoughtful reverie, with nowhere to run.

Heaving from grief and sorrow, viewed on every screen.

We are all aging fast before the onslaught

of armed men, masked and acting obscene.

This is not some video game we are playing,

detached and watching, divorced from reality.

When did Americans stop believing 

what their own eyes could clearly see?

It did not just happen. It is not new.

It happened many years ago.

Americans took flight in fright

from the reality unfolding before their eyes.

How we came to this fraught moment

is actually, not a great surprise.

People of color best know the story.

Wages stagnated and prices rose.

Profits soared for those “in the know”.

Americans ignored responsibility

and entertained themselves endlessly.

While women and girls became commodities;

and discounted people, un-housed and un-fed

roamed the streets living in dread.

Soldiers returning home from un-named wars 

and too many tours, stopped being cared for.

Now fake soldiers, cowardly cruel, take their cue

from technocrats and bureaucrats

seeking wealth and power.

There is no man of the hour calling the shots.

This is not what all this evil is about.

We did not get here led by a single man;

nor by a single party, nor political  stance.

We got here as the great pirates planned,

as we entertained ourselves with games of chance.

We could have noticed where we were headed

with a single, wake-full, glance.

But we were led on a merry dance.

And the dance no longer matters, as we die

at the feet of civil disorder.

We rise up and listen to new voices.

We now have limited choices.

But, still we can open our eyes

and seize the prize, once earned

by those who  have gone before us.

Lift voices of hope and power

into a freedom-seekers’ chorus.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

THE COLD SPELL

The Rev. Carl Ruby, center, speaks to trainees at Central Christian Church, Saturday, Jan. 24, 2026, in Springfield, Ohio. (RNS photo/Kathryn Post)

The below zero control cold weighs heavily today.

Springfield, Ohio lies not too many miles away.

Sheltered and warm my grief holds sway.

Guilt freezes any hope of keeping evil at bay.

Years of massive effort bears down, gains gone astray;

after stopping racism in its tracks, day after day.

Leaders fear of conflict makes their protection wear and fray.

Peace in our cities is lost, no matter what they say.

How I long for the strength to fight one more day.

We all know in our hearts the price this nation must pay.

Training by role playing how to respond to I.C.E. and protect Haitian neighbors.

P.S. According to the State Department’s website, Haiti is currently under a Level 4 travel advisory for U.S. citizens. No one is currently recommended to travel to the country due to kidnapping, crime, terrorist activity, civil unrest and limited health care.

Leave a comment

Filed under POETRY, POLITICS

BORN IN THE USA, PART 3

Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com

Americans’ willingness to bully has always seemed to this second generation Italian-American to be part and parcel of Manifest Destiny, American Exceptionalism, America First, the KKK, The American Conservative Council, ALEC, the Heritage Foundation, MAGA movement, and now the Trump Administration bolstered by SCOTUS, Homeland Security, DOJ and FBI. Individuals within each organization are not necessarily racist, misogynist, Christian nationalists. There are men and women who love our country and only want to serve their nation. But, they are now being swallowed up as the separation of powers, using an immune to lawful control unitary executive pushed by Republican appointees to the Supreme Court, destroys their dedication to facts and the law as guiding principles. Even the military leadership is decimated by firings and forced retirements. Even retirees like Commander and Senator Mark Kelly, and Lt. Colonel and Senator Tammy Duckworth are under attack by the nation they most ably served. What will new recruits do? What pressure will they face as they are asked to obey unlawful orders, as they watch Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth execute such orders with full support of Vice-President J.D.Vance and congressional Republicans? 

In the past, we overlooked weaknesses in our leaders so long as they served the common good, in recognition of their humanity and acknowledging human foibles. There were checks and balances on human ill will and human error. We joined one another, citizen and new immigrant alike, in creating a democratic republic with global vision. We envisioned a world at peace where children could learn what they needed to know to be successful; where business and commerce could thrive; where ownership of resources was put to the common good. We built railroads, a national highway system, flood control projects, an energy grid, the internet, and now artificial intelligence. 

We have been far from perfect, or even rational, but we kept trying to make a “ More Perfect Union.”  We faced down our demons of racism and sexism under pressure of freedom-seeking Americans like W.E.B. Dubois, Ida Wells, A. Phillip Randolph, Ralph Abernathy, Ruby Bridges, Julian Bond, Bayard Rustin, Jo Ann Robinson, Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X, and Congressman John Lewis…among thousands. Their struggle and ours continues. 

It is no coincidence the four persons arrested for protesting at a white nationalist church pastored by an I.C.E. field officer in Minneapolis were African-American, including two journalists: Don Lemon and Georgia Fort. U.S. Asst. A.G. who oversees the civil rights division of the DOJ reposted a tweet referring to journalist Lemon as “ today’s clansmen.” An AI meme is circulating showing Don Lemon in chains as if he were a fugitive slave reclaimed by paid by bounty hunters. I.C.E. agents today are being paid bounties. Killing two white protesters, Rene Good and Alex Pretti while continuing to brutalize people of color stood out to white America. The arrest of Black journalists restored the racist narrative that people color are a always a threat to white America. Soon, the secret police paramilitary created by the Trump Administration will attack Haitians in Springfield, Ohio whose protected status will be allowed to expire under Republican-led House and Senate Leaders Johnson and  Thune. Will white America see this for what it is? Will they connect the dots to understand the effort to divide and conquer all protesters- Black and white, and destroy the momentum which could sweep the fascists from office in coming elections? Seizure of Fulton County Georgia’s ballots has no legal benefit to the DOJ and FBI. But, if unopposed creates the narrative that seizing ballots is the usual course of election security. It is the exact opposite. It is dangerously erosive to election integrity.

In law, evidence must be held within the chain of command. Break the chain and the evidence is useless. It cannot be used easily, if at all. It will face “objection” if a party tries to in introduce it at trial to support a legal claim. Why? Because it is assumed it will be compromised. Ballots seized in a broken chain of command become a disinformation tool, a grand lie as they are altered and manipulated by those who seized them. We must object, not because we are in a court of law; but because we are in a court of public opinion. Our opinion counts as we protest. It counts even more when we vote.

I grew up in a neighborhood with bullies shouting and shoving at “dirty Catholic”, “dirty Italian” little girls. I went to a school where bullies painted Nazi insignia on the walls of the gym. I walked home form early dismissal when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated to smirks and chants from public school kids across the street “We finally killed that Catholic bastard.” I cannot remember a time when I have not been called a Commie-pinko leftist for teaching Black History and creating Black History programs. Like one out of four women I have even been sexually assaulted by bullies. Bullies cannot silence truth-seekers, journalists, educators, civil rights activists, people of color, women. They cannot be allowed to steal our votes, whenever they are cast. They cannot stop us. They have militarized the effort to stop us. They have arrested, disappeared, brutalized and killed. It will never be enough to break Americans and their insistence upon the freedoms guaranteed by a beloved Constitution and Bill of Rights. We stand together, stronger and more sure of our love for our country.

Leave a comment

Filed under COMMENTARY, POLITICS