SUPERIORITY JIVE

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We must live for justice and human rights

For all people

Lest we will die

Allowing the pestilence

Of injustice

To visit our own beloved

Like a thief in the night

Encased in a lie

For the moment

We allow degradation

On our neighbor’s door

Whilst peering unnoticed

At the diabolical events

Through the ever present sky

Quickens the moment

The knock will come

Rapping at our own door

Not me!

We will implore!

This is how

All civility will die

Die for want of empathy

To a superiority jive

Once a mark of social esteem

Racial and religious prejudice!

Intellectually society held theme

To the highest edifice

Inversely

Now a putrid crime

 

A GOOD DAY

To fathom the disagreeable

I’ve discerned

Is to not let your hostilities

Blow up

Much too rash

For life has its many incongruities

That hide in plain sight

Like a cat

Poised to strike

From the high grass

When tempests are testing

Your infallibility

To go on

Without unleashing

A personal blast!

Use your wit

I submit

It’s in your ability

To have your esteem

Still pristine

Without all the sass

Everyone of us

Has our own

Perfect halo

That is soiled

By acts

We cannot take away

We move on with a smile

And go the extra mile

And with that

I’d like to wish everyone

A Good Day

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Ladies and Gents

I come bearing full my compense

For all of my misgivings causing reader repents

Upon further review

The message I was trying to construe

At times crossed over boundaries

That originate in the pew

Fortwith presently I swear

Forswearing manner seen debonair

I shalt tone down the rhetoric

Whilst maintaining it’s flair

To those in the knoW

Whispers abound my style has begun to plateau

This has filled me with anguish and tempestuous woe

From my hedonistic head to my calloused big toe

My blessed constitution moves forward yet forcefully with no fear

For my resolutions with some substitutions I shalt devoutly adhere

As we embark on this journey to the 2024 frontier

I endeavor to wish

All of You

Good Tidings and a Happy New Year!

 

FORGIVE FOR TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS

I shall layeth down

My cloak of redemption

It shall cleaneth you

Of all manner of compensation

For just as my temperament

Doth squabble feebly

With the present foibles

Of my most difficult current hostilities

Time

Sweet majestic

Unwavering time

Doth reconcile in me

An assurance of tranquility

Shall invade my troubled waters

And calm the turbulent seas

To but a ripple

As if transposed to a lake

Where the sun doth shine

From the heavens

Yestereven!

And prosperity will live

In my house

Once more

 

DANGER

Dastardly dangers

Lurk

Wherever you are

They can come from far away

Or from right where you are

Sometimes

The greatest perils

Are the ones

You can’t see

Tinier even than

The legs of a flea

Evolution and Nature

Are a most formidable pair

Protecting and selecting

Death

The last breath

To even those

With the most

Savoir faire

 

Return To Dust

Crass ignorance

Doth propel my heart

To anguish

Why have thou forsaken me?

Is it just for my

Pithy pleading

To wither

In the valley of the damned

Shall I be cursed to my geography

And mine ancestors whims

What insolence

Has mine cretin thoughts

Winnowed

With these allusions to science

Pray for me Providence

For the hour of my reckoning

Draws nearer

Mine blackened heart

I give up wholly to you

Do with it as you must

As One is born

One must

Return

To dust

 

THE LANDS OF GIZA


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From the lands of Giza

Comes a story

That pre-dates Caesar

It existed

Before written text

When ye be with Pharaoh

Or else Subject

When at birth

The die is caste

Where some will gorge

And others fast

Many have tried

To change the plans

Just to perish

In desert sands

Their bones cannot

Tell the story

Yet their souls

Rejoice!

Their creative noble exploits

Foisted on humanity!

Agin empirical tyranny

In Glory!

A PRAYER TO THE STARS

The worshipping of the

Corporate Demi-Gods

Is now on maximum overdrive

I fawn all over thee

Great gods of humanity

For in your vestiges

Lies such abundance of virtue

Make thee me

O’ holiest shrine

So that I may live

Ever after in

Your exalted grace

Lift me up decadent deities!

Into the realm of illusion

Be gone!

‘O ministry of truth

Your decrepit dankness!

Reveals ungodly pestilence

For which my reverence

Hath repelled afar

Ego and Evolution!

Hath played their part

To dwell

In the land of the stars