From the foggy streets

Of Portland

Rioter’s roam

Amongst the streets

Someone forgot to tell

The Apprentice President

Anarchy is the bad one

To his supposed

Good brother

Austerity

The Tea Party

Believes that Government’s role

Is primarily

All about relieving the taxes on the oligarch and corporate prophets money

They are changing up

That parable

You know

The one about turning

The other cheek

That’s okay

Make my day

And pass laws

Against the Working and “Weak”

Then do not be surprised

Come tea party time

We’ll boil some Class Consciousness

And Union Solidarity

To T leave you

Sipping on some P

Pre-historic Tyrannosaurus Rex!

Politically perplexed?

Our protest shalt leave your faux patriotism vexed!

While we march on with glee!

Where Consumers will not thrive

Citizens must cry out like the whirlwind

Exert their innate moral will as a hurricane

And bring forth the bloody storm in solidarity

For the country to progress!

Everyone is well conditioned to amass

And proclaim “Thank You”!

To all of the professional healthcare workers

In “appreciation”!

Yet nary a peep of support is registered

For the general fact

Personal Protective Equipment

To safeguard against the Covid-19 Virus

Is rampantly under-supplied

Endangering the brave workers lives!

The amplification of PPE protest is seen as Indignation

A “negative” reaction!

Why must these nabobs bring this kerfuffle up!

Is it obtuse?

Seeing as we want to sing The Bellevue Blues!

At our Positive Thinking Doctor

Nurse and Health Care Worker Coronation!

Yay! Goes the medley

You are the Thank You! Comforters

Blanketing all manner of question

Of this abhorrent deficiency of critical medical supplies

In service to your well-intentioned adulation!

Who hath sent you forth Covid-19?

The rancid scent of death wafts on the barren poor lips of those former salient souls stolen via your obscene quest of New York City

Running the streets!

A Poetic Polemic

In a Pandemic!

Who could imagine a worse endeavor?

Only the schizophrenic

Shalt such misery cause one to believe in the Prophetic?

Do not give me the straight news Pal!

I much prefer my own views

Tis my emotional bonds I will not sever!

Many in the Trump Cult do not want to deal with the art of their Dear Leader’s downplaying, denial, and general incompetence in the Corona-Virus Pandemic Government Health policy area

Preferring, as usual, ad-nauseum to claim it is all Anti-Trump political hysteria (Surprised?)

The Presidential Brand of Trumpism revels in the Chief Petty Officer’s Anti-Politician Political games

Meander
Swerve
Holler!

Twist and Turn

Nobody likes my poems!

Too dark and gloomy

I wanted to make them blooming and roomy!

As the scent of a rich man’s perfume

An ode to the Poor and Working Class

Truly!

With the ideas that consume me

A warning to the Free Market Frankenstein Polite Society!

To create a better world of economic

Social

And political opportunities

So sue me!

Lets stop spreading false information and downplaying the severity of this virus

Be accountable and honest

When our Leaders have made mistakes

The Progressive American Vision

Which is always met

With an ad-hoc competitive revulsion!

In these Days of Corona Virus Pandemic

Must be up for revision

All Americans can plainly see The Wisdom

In a Medicare For All Congressional Decision

As well as helping all Americans

Especially the poor and precarious working class

Take care of their Food

Water

Housing

Education

And medical dental and vision provisions

As well as having some working class say so

In the daily grind of the toiling millions