A poet's reaction to the news media.
Covid and Its Variants
From whence has come this vile disease?
The Lilliputian Erinyes
may be a cruel penance served,
much like The Toils of Hercules.
Martin Luther King Remembered
Just fools would judge from naught but skin
in lieu of what’s contained within.
If souls were bared for common view,
how few would bid them enter in.
Greed
There is no worse a sin than greed...
many men died to sate that need.
The need for power absolute,
and wealth to craft transgressions moot.
Man must survive this century
as Nature extorts her fury.
The greedy must now realize
powers are moot if our race dies.
Friday’s Senryu-Luck
Take a chance on luck?
Win and you may be dumbstruck...
thoughts now face havoc.
As We Age
As we age and hair turns gray,
we fear our goals may fade away.
There’s little time for wealth or fame.
Our Crisis
Our crisis, anger management,
fury loosed to passion vent.
From Covid we can’t walk away,
for death can be it’s consequent.
We can’t let weapons, gun or knife,
be sold to those who threaten life.
Some may note the mentally sick,
and if controlled we’ll have less strife.
Laws Have Flaws
If politicians pass a law
that tell miscreants not to call,
but the shysters find some holes
through which the crooks can crawl.
Do not let politicos
ever pass fiascos.