“Ours is not to wonder why”. Just happy, thanks, to consume until we die

Dragoons galloped in the Light Brigade
led by incompetence, stupidity
Now another mind-boggling ‘crusade’
this one in commercial avidity:

Likewise is ‘ours not to wonder why’
when charging in reckless cupidity
ours is just to swipe the card to buy
‘Alive’ while wilting in flaccidity

A lack of reflection on blind obedience
may serve to hide in cowardly expedience

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From poem ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ by Alfred Tennyson about the 1853 Battle of Balaclava during the Crimean War. The British light cavalry charged, due to its leader’s stupidity & incompetence, on a frontal attack right into the lowered muzzles of Russian artillery. Hence “Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.”

The ‘blank check’ lenience we allow for our own convenience

We ignore stentorian warning:
Planetary life keeps crumbling
in depletion, pollution, warming
met by our evasive mumbling

We equivocate & grumble
just own convenience is heeded
Glaciers melt & earthquakes rumble
not taking steps urgently needed

Our children & theirs shall pay the price
if we won’t change habits, they’re doomed:
As rivers drain, temperatures rise
ending them too early entombed

But for us, for now, a small price to pay
for enjoying the American Way?

Not sticking around that itinerant clown

After settles the sawdust
found himself again nonplussed

As an itinerant clown
why should he be relied upon
to still be sticking around
after the circus is long gone?

If notably the after-sensation
turned out to be humiliation?

 

Crass truculence

He’s a hot air exhauster
ignorant, crassly truculent
this brash White House imposter
whose lies many find succulent

Conceited we might just wonder:
“Cannot do better, America?!”
Exceptionalism a blunder
by now hardly esoterica:

that when our egos grow outsized
as humans we’ll shrink to pint-sized

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-Exceptionalism = American Exceptionalism: “Trusted with the destinies of this solitary republic of the world, the only monument of human rights, and the sole depository of the sacred fire of freedom and self government, from hence it is to be lighted up in other regions of the earth, if other regions of the earth shall ever become susceptible of its benign influence.” – Thomas Jefferson

 

Bet av i Livets skugga mindre än kunnat tugga

Irrande runt i Livets skugga
såg han sej själv som senfärdig
bet av mindre än kunnat tugga
för otillräckligt ihärdig

Hoppet flydde uppgivet
blev satt på plats eftertryckligt
av Livet så durkdrivet
olyckligt, fast ej godtyckligt

Så han blev förstås luggad
och tvingad sitta kvar
av själva Livet kuggad
Vad återstår sen, var?

Fastlåst med att skriva vers uttryckslös
i ålderns kalla vinter utsiktslös