Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Blood on the Snow

 BLOOD ON THE SNOW

Blood on the snow.

            The war goes on.

It doesn't matter which war.

            There are so many wars.

            ***************

Blood on the green grass.

            The war goes on.

It doesn't matter which war.

            ***************

Blood on the dry leaves.

            The war goes on.

            ***************

Blood on the snow.

Tuesday, March 17, 2026

St. Patrick's Day Lament

 ST. PATRICK'S DAY LAMENT

There is the promise of spring,

            But winter has not yet released

                        Its cold hand from the land.

                        **********

The daffodils were fooled.

            They lifted their yellow heads,

                        Thinking spring was here.

They were wrong.

            Now snow shrouds them

                        As it shrouds the land.

                        **********

But it is winter's last cold grasp upon the land.

            As St. Patrick drove the snakes

                        From the Emerald Isle,

So spring will soon drive winter

            From the shrouded land

And release us from its

            Last, cold, dying hand.

Monday, March 16, 2026

A Cold Wind

 A COLD WIND

A cold wind blows across the land.

We shiver at its command.

Summer is just a memory.

There is ice so far as we can see.

It freezes us where we stand.

Sunday, March 15, 2026

Tired of It All

 TIRED OF IT ALL

We stand dazed and confused

            And feeling misused.

With all the lies we're fed

            We can't believe a word that's said,

And we're tired of being abused.


Saturday, March 14, 2026

The American Way

 THE AMERICAN WAY

America, land of immigrants,

            Hates immigrants.

"Shut the door after me," we say.

            After me, they're all

                        Criminals and lowlifes.

That was what those

            Here before us

                        Said about us.

"No Irish Allowed," the signs used to say.

Paddys, Dagos, Wops, Kikes, Polacks, Hunkies,

            They called us.

Now the children of the Paddys, Dagos,

            Polacks and Hunkies

Don't want all those

            Spicks and Chinks and other lowlifes

                        Pouring into the country.

I suppose it's just

            The American Way of Life.

Friday, March 13, 2026

The Forever War

 THE FOREVER WAR

The war has been going on forever.

We don't remember when it began.

We don't remember how it began.

We don't remember who began it.

We don't remember who we're fighting.

                **********

We don't know why we're fighting.

We just know we have to keep fighting until the end.

We don't know when it will end.

We don't know how it will end.

We don't know if it will end.

               **********

It's been going on forever.

Thursday, March 12, 2026

Trail of Tears

 TRAIL OF TEARS

We've been on this Trail of Tears

            For many long years.

We began on this Trail of Tears

            In ancient times

                        And foreign climes.

We lost many along the way.

            We have forgotten their names.

Now we lead the way

            On this Trail of Tears.

Tomorrow our children

            Will lead the way,

And their children after them

            Will lead the way

                        On this Trail of Tears.

And their children

            Will have forgotten our names.