Political
Humor
Do not let
a Chicken Think: Election Result
The chicken coop
was larger than a ship yard dock.
A lone farmhand was filling long trays with grain
for soon to be broilers. A chicken—
birds have small brains—had a tiny thought,
ire against its destiny.
The notion was transmitted to the others like a swift
flash of sanity—time was just ripe for revenge.
Livid chickens attacked and hacked to a bloody mess the
hapless farmhand who fell on the floor.
They suddenly stopped and began pecking tiny things
off the floor, as birds are supposed to do.
The chicken, who had the notion, thought of worms.
The farmhand, a mess of green, slimy droppings and
white feathers in his ears, got shakily up, stumbled
to the door. He was last seen fleeing to the big city,
clucking like a demented hen.
Amazing
Grace
I was
driving home
on a familiar road at sunset.
The sky, a rainbow,
delicate pastel brush strokes,
unearthly and beautiful
Am I, a ghost?
Fated to forever drive home
on the same highway.
Drivers looked surprised
was the car was driving itself?
Incredible lightness,
slapped my face, I felt no pain.
Night came, rainbow gone.
This eerie feeling continued,
until Jehovah’s men knocked.
Senryu
Democracy
Has been hijacked
By money
Senryu
The
multitudes
Believe sweet lies
Truth is a lemon
Senryu
The
dominant few
Egg the confused to revolt
Laughter in boardrooms
