I am thankful for the slaughter

My mom asked me today
If I was going to write
A Thanksgiving poem.
I told her I wasn't sure.

But I will try to oblige her.
I am thankful for the slaughter.
As should be every son and daughter.
This delicious bird, this martyr.

The slaughter began centuries ago.
The slaughter of the indigenous.
People who peacefully dwelled here.
Before we colonialists interfered.

I am thankful for the slaughter.
That brought us to the great melting pot.
Where we have abundant food and water.
But I am not proud.

 If rock n roll is dead..

If rock n roll is dead,
I will stay in my crypt.
I prefer guitars to beats.
I still love the organic.

I am the new old fashioned.
Prefer chords and melodies.
I celebrate rock n roll.
Because it's still got soul.

I love rock n roll.
Put it on my tombstone.
While there is amazing hip hop ,
Great rock makes my jaw drop.

Rock n roll just got commercialized.
Like everything else.
Rock n roll is a state of mind.
Rock n roll will never die.

Catholic Guilt

Catholic guilt is sediment. It's silt.
It collects in the unconscious.
It is a flower of wilt.
Catholic guilt is atrocious.

Catholic guilt is upon the world.
While priest rape boys and girls.
Catholic guilt is original sin.
Catholic guilt can no longer win.

We should all bet on a new horse.
Because this one got too loose.
And it really deserves the noose.
Catholic guilt is a farce.

I'm in love with Rachel Maddow.
To her I am merely a shadow.
She has so much integrity.
So much alacrity.

She has passion for the truth.
So much that lacks in,
Global politics.
She's so good at kicking against the pricks.

Rachel Maddow is our best candidate.
I wish she was on the ballot.
She does not denigrate,
Without a reason.

Rachel Maddow is worth believing in.
Rachel Maddow is where to begin.
If you are interested in the truth.
She is dare I say worthy of religion.