Nary hope!

Our poor Earth worn
since long turn leery
from too much scorn
by humans dreary

Sure looking up?
Nary hope
we’re in pileup
you dim dope!

So do look ahead
to soon dropping dead!

Lacking mature breadth while pretending depth

Aren’t we callow
lacking mature breadth?
Even shallow
while pretending depth?

But no need be concerned
as in these times who’d listen:
Haven’t most of us adjourned
to Self-Absorption’s Prison?

Reducing each other to appurtenant
make others’ concerns at best impertinent

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-appurtenant = relating to something that is added but is not essential
-breadth = an ability to address a broad range of issues

Nation foolishly stumbled but oddly never felt humbled

How do such s**t hole nations
scrounge up their silly gall
at their poor, lowly stations
to carry on & bawl?

They’re deemed easily exterminable
despairing of survival choices
while Empire’s clamor interminable
in raucous warmongering voices

Claim feverish minds conceptional
perpetually so in vogue:
“U.S. Nation is Exceptional!”
While it’s Herself who’s going rogue

In the end Empire turns effete
and cruelly goes astray
beats a long overdue retreat
hits cataclysm, fades away

Until such time keeps up Her harsh harangue
on Moscow, Tehran, Beijing & Pyongyang

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-going rogue = here: a state that does not respect international laws, treaties and agreements, and engages in unprovoked indiscriminate warfare
-s**t hole nations = quote by Trump

 

Söker gömma oss i genant ståhej

Blir väl oftast att småprata
om tidsfördriv å senaste grej?
Av annat blev vi för lata
gömmer oss helst i genant ståhej

Men för upp klimatförsämring
bland livets stora frågor
å hopp om samhällsförändring:
då blåser upp chockvågor!

Fast en del synes bekymrade
andra rentav indignerade

Hur snabbt morgonstund får ‘guld i mund’

Vaknade med torr mun
efter natt sömnlös
Gryningen ljusnar tunn
omgivning formlös

Vred o vände mej till morgonstund
finner det svårt att lägga band
när sovit blott nån enstaka blund
Men nu med mobilen i hand …

… fick morgonstund ‘Guld i Mund’
helt älskvärt i välfärd
tog det endast nån sekund
bort från ofärd, irrfärd:

Tills att nu igen återförenad
Inte längre känner mej förmenad!