All while my poor head pounds

All while my poor head pounds She pushes an old cart from a place now boarded, picks up shiny metal objects to add to what she’s hoarded All the while talking to herself seemingly unaware, or after so many miles pushing her cart she just don’t care The cardboard walled shelter inside an abandoned store, dirty surroundings curls up with a blanket on the floor Why do we turn away from this kind of situation? Lord too many homeless people all across our great nation All of these thoughts fill my head, the politicians sounds; try to divert your attention all while my poor head pounds He worked his whole life fixing shoes on his block, but because he’s an oriental he was knocked brainless with a rock His poor wife of 42 years kneels over him and looks to the skies, another innocent victim dies and his family cries Slow-moving traffic around her mumbles about “those people”; same ones dressing nice on Sunday at the steeple Singing the songs of praise and reciting from the Holy book, put your words into action, turn your head and look All of these thoughts fill my head, the politicians sounds divert your attention, all while my poor head pounds Don’t be worried about your kids learning a different way, education makes you understand but it doesn’t make you gay Instead of being so concerned with people voting twice, how about helping all to vote, wouldn’t it be nice In areas that reflect where the people actually live, not realigned to include more big spenders with plenty to give As the temperatures rise to dangerous levels all around the earth, look past your shiny cars at that sky tell me what it’s worth All of these thoughts fill my head, the politicians sounds divert your attention, all while my poor head pounds “His sons a druggie, he’s a liar, he is hiding behind the law”; yup and that one should know, with more indictments than I ever saw A list of his top officials who aided his re-election convicted of child porn; the lot of them lying through their teeth as they were sworn As the shoe polish ran down the sides of panicked Rudy’s face, I swear I heard DA Schiff tell ADA Stone “You haven’t got a case” False bravado and inflammatory tones when he speaks, but in the courtroom he’s as quiet as a mouse with red cheeks All of these thoughts fill my head, the politicians sounds divert your attention, all while my poor head pounds Teach your kids and tell your friends This rhetoric it never really ends Learn to listen no time to relax These issues before us will shape tomorrow Live in peace or perpetual sorrow Cut through the bull, follow the facts Pay attention to the words of the politicians sounds I’m trying to sort it out all while my poor head pounds Tim Windisch 08/10/2023