Letter to Both Parties

Letter to Both Parties

Gentlemen: 

When you attack your foe

with facts that are quite skewed,

and he responds likewise,

the voters have been screwed.

They now feel  parties back

men of tainted history.

The fact that they are red or blue

does not help salve their misery.

If one must lie to win a seat,

we should not let the cheat compete.

The Poet

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The Campaign (Again)

The Campaign

They ask that I send money

that they can tell their tale,

then saturate the airwaves

and telephone and mail.

They tell their tale so often

they damn near drive me nuts.

They’ll get no more from me…

no ifs…no ands…no buts.

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Stop Lights

Stop Lights

Strange, is it not, Man reached the moon

and Mars and orbs in outer space.

With stars and moon Man can attune,

but traffic lights fools cannot pace.

Men time ignition... retro... land,

and never are one second late.

But, the fools who time stop lights

make us waste gas each light and wait.

It seems the physics of the task

doesn’t work on earthly streets.

To quicken distance, time or speed,

putrid planning oft competes.

Too many lights!

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Post Debate

Post Debate

‘Tis time we tell the media,

“Don’t tell us what we heard”.

Don’t say who you think won or lost,

or how we should be stirred.

We’ve listened and it’s we who vote...

please do not interfere.

If we ever want some help,

we best not ask the gondolier.

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Debate, 10/22/2012

Debate, October 22, 2012

The Prez says he is confident

he’ll win this day's debate.

Gee, I think that I know why

he thinks his chance is great.

Each day he gets a briefing

from those we pay to know

what’s happening across the world

by either friend or foe.

Poor Mitt can only watch

the fallout from his chair,

and know when things go wrong

that someone had to err.

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Yesterday's Debate

Reflect on Yesterday’s Debate

Don’t reflect as blue or red...

or what your parents always said.

Forget the words oft filled with stain...

reflect upon the four-year reign.

Is it but a war yet won,

and peace, in time, for everyone?

Or, do we follow through the maze

repeating our cruel yesterdays?

The debt in four years has surpassed

what all, through time, before amassed.

Our countrymen have suffered so

near half of them are on the dole.

Reflect!

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In the News-The Debate

Each debate

Oh, Lord, how I hate a debate.

The foes select facts and inflate.

The truth matters not,

and fibbing somewhat

is fine if the rhetoric's great.

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