When lacking the courage to understand

His life has all but run its course

indulging in shallow cant
hid in wryness from his Norse source
Housed high hopes but findings scant

He had thus subconsciously yearned
for where pure fantasy holds its sway
Made poor use of what little learned
while boasts boisterously in brash bray

He’ll witlessly wander in No Man’s Land
when lacking the courage to understand

+)
-cant = (not confused with: can’t) hypocritical and sanctimonious talk, typically of a moral, religious, or political nature
-no man’s land = here: a life not settled into due to fear or uncertainty

 

 

Floating a wide driftnet

To be spared from finding
days mostly a bore
that tedious grinding
we’d like to ignore!

To be freed from those churnings
(without guilty blushing)
of inadequate earnings
instead blithely gushing:

lulled on the waves of the Internet
letting us caught in its vast driftnet

+)
driftnet = a vast, floating ‘catch-em-all’ fishing net

The Gall of the Know-it-all

Those who think they know it all
do they not suspect their gall?

Their impetuous actions
and unguarded remarks
disparage other factions
as own views true benchmarks

Their own view an article of faith
whether of substance or merely wraith!

Pretending cool, whilst played for the fool

Pounding a platitude
while pretending cool
Whilst stuck in servitude
we’re played for the fool

Off on the daily spree
tires burning, squealing
Why can’t we simply see
we’re Future stealing?

Our Species the real schmuck
running amok, denying
Knee deep in banal muck
telling ourselves we’re flying

We’re our own enabling muses
spouting asinine excuses

+)
servitude = here: to the oligarch/kakistocrat society

Go away, go score in the shopping aisle!

The entitled Power Elite
blocks us political hobbyists
so they grab more (rarely replete)
Can’t have us impede their lobbyists!

Power Elite schemes ambitiously
locks us in insecurity
Subjugating us perniciously
in childish immaturity

Greased by our own denial
their put-on smiles beaming:
“Go score in the shopping aisle
keep chasing stuff gleaming!”

+)
lobbyists = here: those professional ones hired by the power elite

Won’t do just voting ‘present!’

In ever worsening malfunction
humanity heads the wrong way
Amidst dialectic dysfunction
society turns disarray

Just can’t allow my mind turn lazy
when my heart pounds rapidly, sad
Just won’t do living a life crazy
be it our Species going mad

As life for some of meager pleasure
it won’t do to just vote ‘present’
Life is still the abundant treasure
to be lamented if misspent.

Hardly arbiter, rather harbinger

Western media apoplectic
and frantically out of breath
but their ‘coverage’ anorectic
unless the elite’s shibboleth

Pouring on the propaganda
with aggressive intention
on to Russia’s own veranda
in wanton intervention

The U.S. hardly the arbiter
in the global ‘regime change’ chase
rather appears as the harbinger
of the end to the human race

With ruinous war-waging technology
while minds mired in ‘Won the West’ mythology

 

Bleat of verse effete

I do hear you, sure
but my ‘pastime’
silly, bit obscure
is quatrain rhyme

Perhaps corralled conceit
shuffling in dull dance?
Mere bleats from verse effete
in limping cadence?

Surely slight nuisance compared
to all that what you’ve been spared?

edited 07/14/24 0835