General Custer

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Read a Book

About A General named Custer

Thought of Fighting Indians from Night 

Until Muster 

Pompous and Ambitious 

He was filled with Bluster 

Little Did He Know

In A Dream 

 
His Men Were Seen 

By Sitting Bull

The Great Indian Cheif
Of The Teton Sioux 

Attacked via the warriors led by Crazy Horse

And Slaughtered 


At The Little BigHorn

General Custer's Massacre 

Doomed the Indians 

As They were Met With 

American’s Eternal Scorn

And Thus Was A New Nation Born

Amongst The Rotting Corpses 

Of Union troops and the Native forlorn

Gratitude To The Warriors

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  Do not call me a hero
And expect me to believe it deep
When I come back home
After the horrors of War
On another shore
And I haven’t a place to sleep
Not a house
A job
Nor a bite to eat
My broken body
And mind
Reveals this as deceit
So you can go ahead and
Send another
Later on
To replicate the feat
Save your corporate slogans
Exceptional glories
And commercializing
Of my limbs incomplete
This must cease
Advocate for Veterans
Needs in education jobs and homes
But most of all
Strive for peace
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REMEMBER THE ILIAD

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One quite puzzling predicament

Of the U.S. Afghanistan War

Why is more heroin

Produced there now

Than was ever before

Since our battalions

Arrived on their shore

Uncomfortable truths

Are not worthy of inspection

When National Pride

Covers light and reflection

Truth and Honesty

Are Shunned

At the Officer’s Dance Floor

As the Weapons Makers

Marketing

Ramps up the Home Team

To cheer once again

For more War

Homer’s tale

Played the symphony of the score

Long ago

Hector’s brutalized body

Aptly symbolizes

The price of the toll

DUBYA’S DILEMMA

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Endubinantly

There is a strong bias against an incubent President

I commadeered this the hard way after I put a bounty on Osama

Sumbitch was spleelunking somewheres up in the mountains

Daggone intelligence was circenspect

Dammit if I can’t find where that repulsant

Pungy vermint is wholed up

How’m I supposed to get him to draw!

The Whole Thing was Just Plain Unscrupulate!

-Bushwhacker Memoirs

SONGBIRD

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The beautiful songbird’s
Majestic music

Soothes the troubled soul

A pleasant interlude
That enhances the mood

On this early morn summer’s stroll

How fortunate is gentle he

And unbreakable she

Providing perfect pitch is their goal

Lifting up the broken hearted

Restoring hope

And for but a minute

Making them whole

May all songbirds in Heaven

Have a place with which to go

Which lifts them up

Brings them joy

And has a stage set

For their show

ALLEYWAY

Random structures

Emanating from a withdrawn skyline

Sewers regurgitating intake

On a garbage strewn street

With cars parked uniformly

Haggardly homeless children

Collect cans

Whilst discarded food and clothing

Lie haphazardly

Scattered on a manicured front lawn

Myriad noises

Screeching blandly on the senses

As if clamoring to distill distraction

Broken windows

Cracked panes

Wires hung in disarray

A bright ray of sunlight

Intersects through the dilapidated tenement buildings

Illusions of grandeur

Heightened by the possibilities

Once cut off from

Now epiphanies arise

On this brisk stroll

Through a short New York City alleyway

New York City Games

NYC Games

Killer Diller 1 2 3

Fire hydrant

Spraying on your feet

Skelly’s game

Played up and down the street

Lifting the Johnny Pump water

With an aluminum soda can

Oh So Sweet!

Ringalario

Booties Up

Tag

Hopscotch

And Hide and Seek

Marbles I couldn’t be beat!

All these things were such a treat

Make growing up on 20th Street

In Astoria Queens

Seem so complete

All topped off with a

Mr. Softees treat

THE SHUTDOWN WALL OF IGNORANCE

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The Wall of Ignorance to celebrate the Apprentice American Idol President!

O’ Celebrity Billionaire Surround Us with your Opulence!

Make Thee Me O Great Human Money God!

Let each wall panel divest us from all of our ills!

The Concrete in our Holy Trump Wall will stand as a monument for time immemorial of how an enlightened people brought forth a magical solution to all that ails the American Dream!

Your fame and fortune doth speak forth truths from the vestiges of your Material Blessings!

Fire Me! Fire me! Superior!

And let me bake in your thrilling aura!

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MY FRIEND

I am in the Cloud

My personal place in quantum space

Shining proud!

When you think aloud

Of things with delightful sound

You will find me

Imagining a better way of life

For us all

Just as the smoke gently wafts into the ether

The correspondence from an old friend

Can bring warmth from the fever

The rings of smoke

Shalt form a spectre

One day you will give a lecture

Or write a song

About a dear friend you once knew

Long long ago

An erstwhile Poe

A ray of sunshine

The whiff of an ambrosial eaux

The days of yore when you my foe!

Your work must laugh

Dance

Smile

Argue

Fight

Play

Laugh

Sing

Reminisce of everything

Omit not one feeling that was once dearly spent

And I will always remember you

As my true friend