A poet for our times

Jack Hasling

Here's a light verse poet who deserves a hand, a laugh and some promotion.

Read this latest poem of his and then if you're interested in seeing more, check out his two books of poetry.   I'll put the books and ordering info at the end.

QUOTH THE PARROT

Once when I was lightly noting how perchance I might be voting

There appeared upon my sill a parrot with a crooked bill.

Ah, distinctly I remember elections early in November

Engaged was I in making choices

Hearing politician’s voices.

I couldn’t help but see that doom was casting shadows in my room

Democracy was almost lost —it must be saved at any cost.

I asked the parrot in despair, and wondered if he’d even care

He look around from side to side

“Socialism,” he replied.

But what about Obamacare? We’ll need it if it isn’t there

We surely know it’s more than fair that healthy people pay their share

The sick and lame just can’t abide, and preconditions won’t subside

The argument can’t be denied.

“Socialism,” he replied.

Food Stamp programs soon might end; still opponents will not bend.

They’re promising to never spend, while money overseas they send.

On faith the hungry have relied

While dealing with their fragile pride

“Socialism,” he replied.

Our roads and bridges need repair; our schools not funded anywhere

But somehow no one seems to care: Protect instead the billionaire.

And while we struggle with this schism

Looking through a shaded prism

Quoth the Parrot, “Socialism.”

My two books of verses are available on amazon.com

If you don't like to buy on line, write to me at 

    jackhasling@sbcglobal.net 
—Jack Hasling 

 

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Also available at Leigh's Books 

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