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TAKE A MOMENT
I only want a moment of your time
to reflect upon un-poetic rhyme.
There is so very much to do.
I ask either too little, or too much, of you.
His need for subserviency, adoration and greed
takes no notice your own, real need.
You were never meant to be his white serf,
one-step above Black slaves, laboring on his turf.
The DOJ and SCOTUS handed back the whips
to those who do his bidding as he flips
from cruelty to cruelty arranged by Putin’s calls
plotting and planning The USA’s trips and falls.
Military is used to manipulate stock prices so the wealthy few
can buy low and sell high, with no care for you.
Your coins build a ballroom in which you shall never dance.
A triumphal arch between the Washington Monument and Lincoln’s glance
will be constructed that you may no longer easily recall, nor see
American aspiration to realize true equality.
MAGA,Trump, MAGA,Trump! You chanted your power by chanting the name.
The power was a never his but yours.
The conman wins the game, and dances as he scores.
And you cheered. Oh, yes, you did; even gerrymandered lines of hate
for Democrats, Black citizens, college students in every state.
You joined the game without concern, without a qualm
while team leaders covered up crimes, you stayed calm.
Pedophilies, rapists, liars, cheats and colluders in corruption
steal our nation’s health and wealth and reputation
while you stay silent, subservient and take satisfaction
that you can cheat your way to success in every upcoming election.
Detention centers hide concentration camps, not deportation.
If any one of us is not free, none of us are free, don’t you see?
Or are your eyes only on gas price increases, and food costs?
When will you realize nearly all we love is lost?
Get you head out of the book, your eyes off the screen.
Look around at the suffering, MAGA is offering in between
the crazed tweets and mean-spirited acts by the nation’s elites
who refused to be taxed and share the wealth
they gained from your labor with a soft, thieving stealth.
I only want moment of your time
to discover the truth inside their rhyme.
Then I ask you to stand, speak, even shout
until every single one of us learns what MAGA is really about.
ACTIVISTS
To catch the sunrise
it is necessary to open the blinds
while still in the dark;
in that fearful time and space
our earliest ancestors faced,
before fire made a place
where even in darkness
we feel safe.
Even now, we close our eyes,
awaiting a new sunrise;
one where bombs and hate
stop falling from the skies
in our streets and across our screens
until we quake and scream.
We cannot simply sit in the dark.
Its prospects are too stark;
all blunt, clean-edged lies
that shadow every truth
which fear denies,
finally laid bare,
once sunlight fills the air.
We must open the blinds
while skies and lies are yet dark.
We cannot miss the moment.
We must not be caught by surprise.
Be ready for the sunrise.
I wait in the dark and open the blinds.
MORE ON WAR
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?
STRONG OF HEART
Hardened hearts break easily,
leaving broken pieces to fall
as heavy weights of brute strength,
and painful threats strewn about the streets
bathed in pepper gas and tears
of gas dripping over the faces of our children,
our elderly, our disabled; all allies
of the young who’s futures face flash bangs
of deceit and fraud and outright theft.
All of us thrown to the ground
stumped and stamped upon
by those whose hardened hearts
keep breaking and flung about in rage.
The hearts of those who protest are soft.
They are known for their easy acceptance.
They are berated for their ease of conscience.
Such hearts cannot break apart.
They are part of one eternal heart.
The hearts of protesters are soft, but firm.
Such soft hearts are resolute and unbreakable.
Their love of country and of one another
continue to beat strong and full of love.
Such hearts always remember to BE GOOD.
The only way to stop strong hearts
is to capture, perhaps kill, them.
Hearts connected to one another
always continue to beat on.
Ukraine’s heart beats on.
Gaza’s heart beats on.
Sudan’s heart beats on.
Iran’s heart beats on.
Greenland’s heart beats on.
Canada’s heart beats on.
Central America’s heart beats on.
South America’s heart beats on.
The European Union’s heart beats on.
Minneapolis’ heart beats on.
Chicago’s heart beats on.
Los Angeles’ heart beats on.
The United States of America’s heart beats on.
Freedom’s heart beats strong,
and beats on, now and forever.
MY FELLOW AMERICANS
MY FELLOW AMERICANS
I hold my tongue.
It takes strength I do not have.
Whimpers escape
On shattered breaths,
In silent screams.
The fight worries my soul,
Battle weary and choking,
On words held tight inside.
Once the scream begins
I doubt I could stop.
I wait for your speech.
I yearn for your promise
To stop the authoritarian
Who has taken over our house,
Emptied its vaults,
Stolen its wealth,
Sold its power
To the highest bidders.
So, I write. That I can do
While I wait for you.
To me, this nothing new.
Do you believe me now?
WE THE PEOPLE
The people’s house is no more.
Oh, the structure still stands,
It’s East Wing destroyed.
It rose garden paved over.
Its grounds defaced.
It is no longer democracy’s safe space.
No woman, nor child yet protected.
Hidden files of pedophilia and rape
Keep Republican representatives
Of the people away.
No chance to obstruct
as we fearfully watch all we love destruct.
Money directed from its appropriated place
Into the pockets of the man in disgrace,
Who crowns himself king,
And demands all kiss his ring.
Our right to rule ourselves now firmly displaced
By cruelty and hate,
absent a single moment of grace.
There are no longer two sides.
None of us are left with any pride.
We the people now have no place.
Unless we stand together to fight
The destruction of freedoms that are our constitutional right.
MOURNING PRAYER
Wake up.
Sit at the table.
Open the MacBook.
Click on the key.
Open Pages.
Take a deep breath.
What new horror?
Unlock the jaw.
Try to forget.
Relax the fingers.
Swallow the sigh.
Move the cursor.
Try not to cry.
Who was stolen overnight?
Who was charged?
What new non-crime planted?
What court noted what lies?
With what order do they not comply?
What illegal moves have they made?
When will law once again rule the day?
Discover anger and fear drops away.
There is beauty outside.
There is love everywhere.
Take a deep breath.
Breathe slow and deep.
Beg the silent watchers to wake.
Do not despair.
This has become my mourning prayer.
As a lawyer, I am in deep mourning over the DOJ and SCOTUS breech with Constitutional law, precedent and ethics. The law is king in the United States. No man is above it. Apparently, leaders of this current republican-controlled administration believe they are our now our “supreme leaders”. Speaker Johnson keeps the House of Representatives on vacation for another week, and refuses to swear in an elected official to protect the release of files naming powerful pedophiles and rapists. A private army in masks, with no names, kidnap citizens and non-citizens and disappear them. This is evil done in our name. Seven million speak out. But, most do not. They go about their day, perhaps complaining about high prices. As if that is what the true issue is. When hate and destruction attempt to rule over all of us. The White House is being deconstructed both physically and morally. Pray with me, even if you lack the will to fight with me.
WHERE HAS LOVE GONE?
I do not know where love has gone.
Into hiding, I believe, free from harm.
So much anger clothed in love’s costume,
hate hidden from view so I am not consumed
by the true nature of what the costume hides;
all except the hands fisted by my side,
which velvet-suaded gloves still reveal
all the angry violence I could wield,
if I were not so terrified of the pain
I could visit upon others. I refrain.
I refuse to become just like those
who name-call with fake smiles and pose
under crosses, and above crowds,
saying the the ugly hate-filled truth out loud.
I desperately try to maintain my balance.
I believe compassion bears no allowance
to strike back when under attack.
But, turning the other cheek is a trait I truly lack.
Never take a punch and not fight back, I heard dad say.
But, never start the fight, if you can safely walk away.
Is this where we are now, afraid to put up the fists
when the attack is scheduled on government lists?
How long do we wait for the blows to fall?
How far before we are imprisoned inside the wall
of government ordnance and secret police?
How will we ever know any peace?
I do not know where love has gone.
I search and I search for however long
it will take me to find it and hold it tight
while I build strength for the coming fight.
DECONSTRUCTION
The streets were lined for blocks on end.
Signs reminded all who rejoiced to attend
Why they walked and talked and smiled and waved
At passing cars who braved delays
While drivers honked horns and shouted out
“Vote him out and make it a rout!”
Costumed critters danced to our delight
Knowing their freedom would give him a fright.
Deconstruct the lies we have been told.
Deconstruct the narrative being sold.
Deconstruct the bullie’s hold.
Deconstruct institutional mold.
Gather in peace the young and the old.
Stronger are you, more wise, more bold.
Deconstruct so we can rebuild
What he has destroyed with his minions’ lack of skill.
We know how to do this, and more.
We have done it many times before.
My thanks to my friends in Clintonville area of Columbus who helped me attend this moment of patriots’ challenge to the con men robbing the USA of its power, wealth, ideals and humanity. The lack of media coverage was appalling. The misrepresentation of attendance numbers cannot be challenged when media fails to provide images of the gatherings. A local station covered it AFTER it was over and crowds had dispersed. Another stated hundreds attended when it was actually thousands. We are here. We are resisting. We are going nowhere until the despotism and kidnapping of people and the Supreme Court, universities, news organizations, social media outlets, medical and public health Institutions… even our very language and the meaning of words and phrases has been brought to an end and freedom restored.
We shall not be silenced.
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