Still trying to buck up
Ages since in my prime
and still striving to buck up
am racing against time
to turn into a grownup
While prospects for growth by now slimmer
still flickers hope in blurry glimmer
Humanity’s girth too ample for poor Earth
Earth’s oceans asphyxiated
planet terminally polluted
wearing out dilapidated
Human Race for poor Earth ill-suited
Wars rage without ceasefires
Farmland parched from drought
ever raging wildfires
gaining heightened clout
Bridges fall, deep potholes
oceans continue to rise
ice melts from heating poles
still doesn’t seem to make us wise?
But hey, can’t you see we’re busy
by high-tech haplessly dizzy!
Att leva i nuet
Tros Gud välvilligt rår
(såvitt Gud förmår)
mens mänskan ej förstår
så oftast försmår
Varför fundera, ängslas
om, eller ej, Världen består
när kan låta oss fängslas
av dagens kaffe med påtår?
Om bjudes därtill kanelbulle
lever vi i stunden full rulle!
Adulation or hate, rarely now conversation
Political meltdown
Neo-fascist coup
by brashest clown
and well armed crew
In celeb adulation
incessantly we prate
rarely now conversation
but clichés hurled in hate
Occurs not by chance inequality
but by wilful sinister polity
Life of its Essence we’ve wrung
Watch our contrived smiles beaming
flooding the feigned community
see our well-brushed teeth gleaming
All relished with impunity
With entitled importunity
we’re elbowing in fake freedom
for abundant opportunity
like found in erstwhile Yankeedom
While life’s very essence seems since been wrung
what we now stand for may thus be unsung
A means, not an end
Money a means of transaction
while speculating, profits piling
can bring fleeting satisfaction
that easily becomes beguiling
Don’t worship at financial success shrine
spend money for people’s well being
Pursue not the maximized bottom line
whilst of fairness, justice unseeing
A flat out pace pecuniary
seldom settles well salutary
Att svinga sej från gren till gren för att av upprymdhet ge sken
Kan bli dumt, fast gallant
om vi driver affärligt
att tala alltför sant
bete sej chosefritt, ärligt?
Så säkrast att sej akta
yttra vad kunder vill höra
även om inte fakta
Annars blir de lätt en röra!
Vad om kunder gynnar glättig fantasi
söker efter tillfällig amnesi
ej betungande verklighetsbryderi?
Så de söker fly in i aperi:
där de svingar sej från gren till gren
för att av upprymdhet skänka sken
In life’s sunset most tranquil my mindset
Enjoyed youth’s wits
Then in my senescence
wits called itself quits
Such now my quintessence:
Been left but with whits
showing up in mere fits
now unmoved by glitz
ain’t moping in the pits
Now dwell in my life’s sunset
in most tranquil a mindset
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whit = a tiny or scarcely detectable amount
Fortsätta anamma det marknadsförda samma?!
Mot planeten vårdslösa
när vi själviska, skamlösa
beter oss helt hjärtlösa
medan förbrukar sanslösa
Att fortsätta anamma
gagnlöst, tanklöst, andlöst
det marknadsförda samma
måttlöst, rastlöst, hejdlöst
Vad är det för skick å vis
att söka nöjen charmlösa
i ‘mänsklighetens största kris’
söka flykt i liv planlösa?
Varför i svåra tider så kravlösa
gentemot makthavarna de hutlösa?
Right wingers march in neo-heimat
breathe out air & thought pollution
To ignore the collapsing climate
appears their preferred ‘solution’
How shall this mess, surely soon, end
as false cheers drag us in abjection?
Pernicious threats makes deadly blend
in consumer dreams, wide selection:
Wars been raging without ceasefires
as do now global floods, wildfires
Nations lacking sense to back down
prance at very edge of nuclear war
they war game ‘limited’ showdown
while ‘suitcase bombs’ may blast through backdoor
Too close to the edge we totter
in political meltdown
by the self-styled ‘genius’ plotter
revealed himself vile a clown
Economy precariously
fumbles while greed’s ruthless prophets
on Wall Street most nefariously
amass usurious profits
Enabled by our own inanity
we’re perishing amidst insanity!
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‘genius’ plotter = Trump