by Rick Young | Jul 3, 2022 | Poem
Kill the filibuster.
That shit has lost its luster.
The next step is abort
the current Supreme Court.
Then take back Roe v Wade
and start to throw some shade.
Come down on Gaetz and friends
who all seek evil ends.
Boebert and M.T. Greene,
and that whole Big Lie scene,
must be erased with haste, not grace,
for this country to change its mien.
by Rick Young | Jul 3, 2022 | Poem
Kafka woke to find he’d turned to Putin.
“To hell with all these bugs, let’s start some shootin’!”
Though Metamorphosis was on his brain,
he opted instead to attack Ukraine.
Killing civilians might be wrong and vile,
but he had not one thought about a Trial.
But Franz felt waging war became a hassle,
and wished that he was back home at the Castle.
Transition was a worrisome occurrence.
He wished he’d go back to selling insurance.
War and its hell turned out to be a bother,
worse than his relationship with his father.
by Rick Young | Jul 3, 2022 | Poem
Supreme Court favors pollution.
It’s their fourth straight bad solution.
Open carry was the first.
Ban abortions was the worst.
Prayer in schools then got its day.
Now climate change deemed okay.
All three right-wing leaning judges
have obscured our laws with smudges.
Their contempt has freedom flinching.
May be they will bring back lynching.