When Things Snowball

A single snowflake
floats innocently down

Joining others
to form a snowball

Now of sufficient heft
perfect to smite others

Flake upon flake
snowdrifts amass

Their collective weight
an avalanche making

Engulfing justice
in a furious blaze of white

But a single branch
of self-interest

poking through


Inspired by Daily Prompt – Unfurl


Four Dead In Ohio

Lyrics by Patricia J. Griffin & Robert Plant
Performed by Neil Young
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
We’re finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming
Four dead in Ohio
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Tension was palpable on the campus of the
University of Missouri in the spring of 1970.

With Nixon’s decision on April 30th to invade
Cambodia, protests against the Vietnam War
accelerated nationwide.

The Kent State Massacre on May 4, 1970, in
which unarmed college students were fired
upon by the Ohio National Guard, killed four
students and wounded nine others.

Outrage reached a feverish pitch, in turn
sparking a nationwide student strike.

In an unprecedented move, the University of
Missouri cancelled final exams, sending
students home early and putting a lid on the
situation before heretofore peaceful demon-
strations could turn violent.

Graduation ceremonies, scheduled to be held in
the football stadium, were relocated due to rain.

Rather than sit in an auditorium and view the
ceremonies via closed-circuit TV, which seemed
anticlimactic, I returned my unused cap and gown
to the book store and headed on down the road
to begin the next chapter of my life.

4 Dead In O-HI-O



On Monday, May 1, 2017, a total of 650 Vietnam
veterans from Nebraska boarded four jets as part
of an Honor Flight to Washington DC to tour the
nation’s war memorials and monuments.

Upon their return to the Lincoln airport that same
evening, they were greeted by thousands of waving
flags and wall to wall cheers.

This is in stark contrast to forty plus years ago, when
the majority of returning Vietnam veterans received
no welcome at all or jeers.

It’s about time.

Trump Funk Blues


Election done
Chaos won
Reality dawns
Fantasy gone
Awe erased
Shock in place

Funk—Funk—Trump Funk

Nation united
Stands divided
Half elated
Half deflated
Emotion run rife
World pays the price
Facing our sentence
Four years penance

Funk—Funk—Trump Funk

Donald throned
Democrats moan
Rhetoric vile
Now fake smiles
Hillary concedes
Platitudes weaves
Obama genteel
Ire concealed

Funk—Funk—Trump Funk

Enough reeling
Time for healing

Through foul weather
Come together

End derision
Find clear vision

Create a new day
The American way

Ball in Trump’s court
Time clock starts


Remember our veterans today and thank them for their service!



Taking responsibility used to be
A non-negotiable “given”,
Not some monumental accomplishment
Beyond our reach.

Unfortunately, society has turned
Passing the buck and
Pointing the finger at the other guy
Into a true art form.

Recognizing and fixing one’s foibles
Has become passé.

Having a good life is something
We should all expect
To create for ourselves
Through individual initiative
And to retool as necessary
When things don’t go
According to plan.

Blaming, suing,
Taking advantage of
Or harming others
To get what we think we deserve,
But perhaps have not yet earned,
Simply should be

Inspired By Daily Prompt: Irksome