Haikus for the DNC

DNC Debris (a haiku in four parts)

Bourgeois feminists
smash glass ceilings. Working girls
must dodge fallen shards

and sweep up the sharp
pieces that spread like shrapnel
before their shifts end.

Sometimes they also
must mop up their blood spilled from
crashing glass heavens.

There is no hazard
pay. In fact, they’re told that the
shards are confetti.

Roll Call (a haiku in five parts)

Inside “The Big Tent”
attendees jam to Lil Jon.
Ain’t no party like

Empire’s Party cuz
The Empire’s Party don’t stop!!!
Meanwhile, outside the

Big Tent, protestors
are mocked and ignored when they
roll call the carnage.

DNC party
goers can’t be bothered to
hear the names and age

of bombed and murdered
Palestinian children.
Where’s the “joy” in that?

A Class For Itself (a haiku in three-parts)

“THE STRONGEST AND MOST
LETHAL FIGHTING FORCE IN THE
WORLD” was promised. Not

a living wage or
universal housing or
Medicaid for All.

Empire has its own
set of priorities. Shall
we assert ours now?

Let us organize
for our own class interests.
When WE fight, WE win!

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