Haikus of Protest

Pulled from your mother,
In moonlight, track the North Star
So tired from the run.

Ode to the persistent postal worker.
You always endure
the mail is neverending
well-earned mailitude.

~#postalhaiku #strongerthansisyphus…

I think that he lies
In fact I am sure of it
no white house for him

Subservient girl
Trying to save her children
Teacher is her name

Why do some people
have more loaves than they can eat,
while some starve tonight.

But, “Socialism!!!”
Stupid sez what he was told.
He starves tomorrow.

liberty twinkling
star they're bound to extinguish
to a dead cold stone

Cops follow you. Fred
follows them, citing the law.
Cops get the last word.

A blaze of bullets,
in the black Chicago night
make him immortal.

the pipeline is closed
chingachgook couldn't be more pleased
now shut the rest down

just people that we like
can have the vaccine my friend
venezuela, no

the law what it means
is what the government says
based on what it wants

Things are much bigger
In Texas, except the minds
And hearts. Those are small.

guarantee the vote
primaries and general
desperate the need

Why has this world turned
so ugly, student loans and
starving polar bears

They were her favorite.
Now they starve and now she drowns
under student loans

campaign promises
they are meant to be broken
yes always broken

New York primary
your ballot... ranked-choice voting
the choices still stink.

if they take our vote
the insurrection's complete
the madness has won

Yang’s meteor falls
Tonight in New York City
Too much subterfuge.

Mountains fall, seas rise
Comets screaming from the skies
now’s the time to die

On the Internet,
Whack jobs
Come and go.
Why don’t you?

The heat from the sands
Of the deserts of this land
Blackened the first man

His skin was burnt black
As he wandered o'er the tracks
White men could not hack

Like devils we came
And we stole away his land
Now heads hang in shame

A servant of God
He cared for the land he trod
One with earths sweet sod

Now each day I pray
He will forgive us one day
If only we say

We are sorry mate
For the cruelty and the hate
Which was your sad fate

While we sit and cry
We, the forgiven will sigh
As God wipes our eyes