Sunday, January 25, 2026

 Winter Storm 2026

My people solve the other ice

When weather storms are not so nice.

Some martyrs fight the feds and die

While cops hurt migrants, kill and lie.

And then the poets chime right in

As if they also have no sin.

But I am loyal still to those 

Who shovel snow with frozen nose

The workers, teachers, southern poor

Who went to church a whole lot more

And warm their homes and call and pray

And stay off roads for one free day.

They voted bad but had no choice

And that’s the fight that took their voice.

It’s not their job to solve it all, 

But they are blamed for all man’s fall.

And then it snows and each depend

On workers, leaders, hosts and friend.

And things for granted much were took

And only some have read the book

That told us all to treat each one

The way we’d want it also done.

So while some stars might reap their work

I still respect those not a jerk

Who all get framed by politics

But live in simple times and sticks

Like crosses carried all their life

Like slaughtered lambs by country’s knife

And did their duties, not with thanks

And now contend with dwindling banks.

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