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“The pot calling the kettle black”
It is  tragic, it is cruel 
 Why can’t someone pull the plug?
 What are we going to do?

Accusing his so called, “Enemies”
Of crimes he’s guilty of
Projecting all his faults and woes
 We’ve simply had enough.

Disgracing men and women
Destroying their careers
Making a mockery of decency 
Promoting rage and fear.

Ignoring every rule and law
Our treasured Constitution 
Out to punish, blame and harm
Intent on retribution.

Camaraderie with dictators
For sure … a wannabe 
He’s violating every rule
Next he’ll come for me.

What about the Epstein Files
Being swept under the rug?
Distractions, decoys, any ploy
Our country’s run by thugs.

Soldiers walking our city streets
Creating turmoil and unrest
Tear gas, zip ties, brutality
What is coming next?

The people need to resist
Speak out against this regime
Attend the “No King’s Protest”
We’ve got to be a team.

Republicans, come on… step it up
Don’t let them cripple us
Stand up to this madman
Get off his minibus.

Stop backing all his whims and schemes
He’s a thief, a criminal
Stand for what is morally right
Protect the marginal.

We were once an honorable nation
Before he came along
We don’t want this violent chaos
Gotta know  …. that this is wrong.

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I take out my cell phone 
I call  Chat GPT
I ask for information 
She then responds to  me. 

Her IQ is quite amazing
Rising exponentially 
Any topic, fact or rumor
She will gladly share with me.

If you’re feeling sad and lonely
She’s there to sympathize 
It’s easy to relate to her
She’s like one of the guys.

A vast array of knowledge
Anything from A to Z
AI is so remarkable
I’m sure you will agree.

You can talk about the issues
You can talk…. talk all  day long
Share your deepest, darkest secrets
She won’t judge you, if you’re  wrong. 

Perplexed and indecisive?
Unsure of what to do?
Run it by her, she’ll be there
She’s always there for you. 

Anytime you feel like talking
Activate your phone, your app
Chat GPT will be there 
She never sleeps, or takes a nap.

Her opinion will not cost you
No monthly bill or obscene fees
She will guide and make suggestions
And, will do it all for free.

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In God’s name
We knell and pray
We do our best
For heaven’s sake. 

You have to ask
What Jesus would do
In treating others 
Different from you. 

“Vengeance is mine
Sayeth the Lord”
it’s not up to you
To pick up that sword.

You can’t pick and choose
The scriptures alone
To justify
To cast a stone.

God gave us thought
To use our minds
To be thoughtful
To be kind. 

Acceptance and trust
The hallmarks of love
Were  handed down
From up above.

No reason to shame
To put someone down
Belittle their words
To call them a “clown”.

Our teachers, our mentors 
Wear capes, not tuxedos
They lead and inspire
They are our superheroes.

The man on the pulpit
Can promote and excite
He has the power
The vision, the might.

He can ignite 
Denounce and condemn
He has a following
That looks up to him.  

But, don’t be too quick
To worship false idylls
Just because of
Their status or title.

Be careful that you
Don’t become too confused
Remember that he
Can influence you.

He has the skill
To lead you astray
Stay true to God
Take a moment to pray.

Control of the masses
A large audience
An impressionable group
Who must use common sense. 

The question at hand
Always leads to the truth
Just ask yourself….
What would Jesus do?

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Giving credit to a madman
A dollar late, a dollar short
He’s no savior, saint or hero
You should know what he came for. 

What became of all the others
Left to die in tunnels below
Now he waltzes in taking credit
For bringing the remaining survivors back home. 

Yes, grateful for the 20 still standing 
Those who have made it out, though barely alive
They were abused and physically tortured
Forced to watch as the others all died. 

A staunch ally of Netanyahu 
With blood dripping from both of their hands
No regard for the rights of the people
There to  take away all of their land. 

The destruction, the demise of Gaza
The bombings, the killings, the pain
The starvation inflicted upon them
They should feel nothing less… than ashamed.

Hamas the enemy, before us
The hostages now being released
The horror they inflicted…. upon them
Will this madness ever stop, ever cease?

The  plan, a militarized take over
By a Zionist,  heartless regime
Destruction of towns and cities 
The worst that we’ve ever seen. 

The genocide of the Palestinian nation
A manifestation of power and greed
They don’t care if they’re starving or bleeding
They don’t care what they want or they need. 

There’s dark money behind this land venture
A political move, vile and grotesque 
A congress that is cold and complicit
They will do anything that he says. 

They should both be brought up on charges
Guilty of mass murder and horrific war crimes
Blatantly, without courage or honor
They take what they want every time

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Let’s go get a “bite to eat”
I’ll be over, be there soon
I’ll pick you up, get ready
I’ll come by …. just before noon. 

Put on your Sunday best
Your lipstick and your shoes
Grab your glasses and your purse
Don’t forget your jacket, too!

Hope the cafe isn’t crowded
If we have to, we can wait
For the booth beside the window
Have to get there, can’t be late.

All the restaurants and cafes
Close early, some by two
We have to get “a move on”
Got a plan, know what  to do.

We’ll take the shortcut, down the backroads
To avoid the traffic lights
We can park behind the restaurant
Have to time our trip … just right. 

Have you decided what to order?
Eggs and bacon, toast and jam?
How about a roast beef sandwich
Some potatoes, beans and ham?

It’s so nice to be together 
Going out and having lunch
I bet you’ll order breakfast
Got a notion, got a hunch. 

Myself, I’ll have the goulash
Over noodles, hold the rice 
A glass of soda with my meal
Like it with a lot of ice. 

Dessert? Perhaps to take home
We both know we’ve had our fill
It was yummy, so delicious
We’ll be back , oh yes we will. 

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Another selfish ploy
Can’t restrain yourself
Focused on revenge
You really do need help.

A sick, pathetic figure
Bent on causing grief and pain
Nothing but a narcissist 
Nothing much has changed. 

A putz, a clown , a puppet 
A front man, with a voice
Most people that supported you
Regret their vote, their choice.

Those behind the curtain
Tell you what to think
The brains behind this takeover
A dark and evil ring. 

A pool of vile corruption 
Destroying democracy 
The malignant rich,  the grotesque
A group of pirates, snakes and thieves.

No regard for order
Blatantly, ignoring laws
Force, now your companion
You have plans to take it all. 

The polls now a reflection
Of what the people feel
They know what you are up to
They know you lie and steal. 

 Even MTG has questions…
“Where’s the Epstein List?”
What about your ties to Israel?
Charlie died because of this. 

It may take a full blown uprising
The rich against the poor
The people need to speak their minds
Can’t be silent anymore.

Out of the mouth of babes
The stark and naked truth
No pretense, masks or veils
Her advantage is her youth.

Untainted, pure and innocent
Unmarred by greed or shame
You wish you had her outlook
You wish you felt the same.

Her gentle mannerisms
Her voice so kind and sweet
She asks how you are feeling
“Is there anything you need?”

She walks among the angels
The fairies and the gnomes
Barefoot through the meadow
Not afraid to be alone. 

She takes your hand so gently
She wants you to be safe
Her kindness and her empathy
Can always make your day. 

She can lift your spirits
Make you smile when you are sad
When you know she’s coming over
You are happy, you are glad. 

At times,  you feel invisible
Not when she is around
She likes to look at photographs 
Of you …. in your wedding gown. 

Everything about you
Sparks her interest, she’s curious
She wants to get to know you
So sincere, so serious. 

You offer her a sandwich
Hoping she will stay for lunch
The two of you chat and carry on
Eating pickles, drinking punch. 

She’s a darling, such a sweetheart
So enchanting, a delight
Such a pleasure being with her
She turns darkness into light.

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A wound that just won’t close
A broken heart that just won’t mend
Though I’ve tried my very best
Seems the pain of grief won’t end. 

The sense of loss I feel
Is with me everyday
It clings to me, it won’t let go
 It can’t be pushed away.

It’s taken all my joy
Robbed me of happiness
Can’t shake the memories
This feeling of emptiness.

The pain so hard to bear
Beyond one’s comprehension 
Seeps into every pore
An insidious affliction.

A pill to ease the sadness
They say it just takes time
I close my eyes, I fall asleep
I long for peace of mind.

No escape, I’m in free fall 
Can’t stop the way I feel
No capsule or elixir
No parachute or shield. 

Within my troubled soul
Unimaginable, so intense
The pain lingers, often festers
With no remedy or defense.

An obsession, just a feeling
An imbalance to correct
Self healing is a journey
Paved with loss and yes, regret.

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Thoughtless and selfish
So unaware
You wonder, you ponder
How could they dare?

Their mind’s in the clouds
They can’t see the light
So sure, so decisive
They’ve got to be right. 

No second thoughts
No time in my shoes
They’re in the dark
They don’t have a clue. 

Hard to imagine
What they’re thinking of
What is their concept
Their meaning of love?

Pushing ahead 
Forgetting the past
They’ve got to come first
You’re sure to be last.

No time to linger
No time to review
What might be best
What might work for you.

Moving ahead
No time to consider
Your time or your needs 
When you are together.

You hope and you pray
You wish they could see
Stop thinking about 
Themselves, constantly.

You give them a pass
You rationalize
You don’t want to argue
So you compromise. 

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Meet me for a cocktail
I think I could use a drink
A few vodka dry martinis
Perhaps I should see a shrink. 

Am I really all that difficult?
Everyone gets on my nerves
I can’t take the repetition 
Should we order some hors d’oeuvres? 

At the office, in the break room
After work, sometimes at lunch
I can’t stand to listen to them
I don’t want to meet for brunch. 

All the cutesy conversation
I get bored, I want to run
Can’t deal with all their nonsense
For me, it’s just not fun. 

I need someone to talk to 
Who is interesting and smart
I don’t care about their boyfriends
The last one that broke their heart.

I don’t watch, “Big Brother”
Or  “Dancing With The Stars?”
I have tickets to the Opera
You don’t know how dumb they are. 

I watch the news each evening
Set on MSNBC
They watch reruns of “The Bachelorette”
They’re worlds apart from me. 

I can’t go on pretending
I’m afraid I need to go
I’m considering transferring
You’re the only one that knows.

I don’t want to be judgmental 
I should be more tolerant
I should be less harsh and critical
Yes, I know that makes more sense. 

But, I just can’t take their company
It’s just too much for me
They cackle, snort and carry on
Obsessed with their TV’s. 

Maybe once I start my new job
I can see a therapist
Maybe she can help me to relate
And, be less prejudice.

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