To Peter King

My TV lessoned me
Regarding liberty
Of this I sing.
Uniformed snipers hide,
Cameras on collars ride,
Must pledge my schizophrenic pride
To Peter King.

My TV’s spreading fear.
Isis indeed is near.
Where can I go?
Irregular alert,
Nuclear that would hurt.
Trucks sanitation filled with dirt
We’ll overflow.

Lone wolves now hide and seek,
Too smart for our critique.
Our trust they steal.
Paranoid best we be,
At home with our TV,
Believing every lie for free,
Reality unreal.

He chooses

He chooses their delusions,
Upon them bringing fear.
Customized confusions
For those who will not hear.

Isaiah 66:4- “I also will choose their delusions, and will bring their fears upon them; because when I called, none did answer; when I spake, they did not hear: but they did evil before mine eyes, and chose that in which I delighted not.”

Rumors not confirmed

Today Show, morning’s sleeping pill,

Declared another airplane ill,

Pops and smoke, special landed,

Fear, confusion, heavy handed

Witnessed wonders, “Oh my dear!”

Any facts full steering clear,

Georgie Stephanopoulos

Blew his final smoke at us,

“The airline would not confirm

a bomb went off.”

My coffee going down I coughed.

News now rumors not confirmed,

Full deserved and undiscerned.

Lunch bomb


Test case next I should presume

Popping bags in school lunchrooms

To full outlaw the mother’s meal

Prepared and packed without state seal

Some orphaned child will take offense

As media whips up pretense

Unmarked bags potential threats

Scan each lunch prevent regrets

Mandate some statist slurry

Soylent greening please don’t worry

Each part post consumer waste

Balanced with tomato paste

Free mom’s further from their young

Apron strings must be undone

Homegrown terrorists those moms

Conspirators with school lunch bombs