
This is my most recent project. I hope it soothes your soul and cheers your heart during these stressful days.


More reasons to reach
for the alarm clock.
Defendant is in the dock.
Blaring guilt says the jury.
Still, reason to worry.
The only reason is written
on the forms, not by the fox
who has destroyed all norms.
No reason spoken
by the House Speaker,
who seeks to make law weaker.
The alarm keeps ringing
to wake us up,
beyond the nightmare
of so many corrupt.
Shut off the alarm.
Time to get up.
Time to reason and face the day
and stop the bullies
who dream of getting their way.
Thirty-four reasons
will not go away.
Thirty-four reasons
to wake up smiling today.

How difficult to embrace such courage ?
How easily to allow Putin to disparage
and criminalize political opposition?
And what is our position?
How hard did we fight to protect such bravery
from an autocrats utter depravity?
We watched Navalny return to Russia
after being poisoned by one who would crush
a man with such courage and dedication
to the spirit of democracy and anti-corruption
in the same manner of Trump’s disruption
of our democratic republic’s election.
Trump would jail his enemies if he could.
“Lock them up”. His rallying cry would
encourage the cowards to pickup their guns,
their MAGA flags and clubs on the run
to the Capitol in open display,
or hidden in darkness as they prey
on election officials, prosecutors, judges, and jurors.
threatening all opposition to his criminal furor.
By all means send your political donations
to the RNC which pledges to destroy our nation.
And put another Putin in place here at home
where the deer and the antelope roam
across a country where freedom once ruled.
Stolen elections by a cowardly fool
is a disgrace to America, land of the free and the brave
overrun by fools giving the OK to rule by the depraved.
Navalny, we stand by your grave with great respect and pray
that we can find the courage you displayed, every single day.

I thought the money in the bank was mine.
All mine. All mine. All mine. All mine.
I did not know I could not take it.
I lacked intent to commit the crime.
I had no intent to take what was not mine.
It is all mine. It is all mine. It is all mine.
As are you, and you, and you…
My people are the very best.
I am smarter than you, not stupid,
if you believe only what I want you to.
I won. I won. I won. It’s true. It’s mine I say.
It’s all the same to those who hurt
and hate and fight against their fate,
hiding behind irreligious faith
to praise the savior of their own demise.
We won. We won. What is our prize ?
Pure intention to commit the crime
in plain sight, in plain view
in text, on tape, in interviews.
I won. I won. It’s mine, this crime
against the country, against me and you.
It isn’t a crime to take what is mine.
“I take whatever I want, and they let me”,
these people who are mine, all mine.
Seasons change. Pandemics, too.
The same can be said for me and you.
We move about under a sunny sky
pretending all around us others do not die.
The deck carpet is covered in grime
from the years of corporate and political crime
committed by a party trapped in hate
wrapped in false flags that falsely state
women are are meant to be slaves
just as Black people, and all lesser knaves,
to their betters who wear red hats marked by lies,
under white robes hidden by suits and ties.
We try to clean the deck but the carpet is too worn
to survive another summer of overheated scorn.
The carpet has been removed to reveal
The rot beneath efforts to steal
not just an election but a nation.
Seeing the bare deck reveals the aberration
of rotten boards, installed by fraud and deceit
like judges and executives placed in lead seats.
Boards of all varieties falsely secured or not at all,
and easily shredded like their theories which call
for insurrection and destruction instead of restoration
of democracy and legal protections and right actions.
The deck is so undermined I fear it will fall.
No more summers in the sun with family and friends
until the rotted deck is replaced and Republicans make amends.