Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Blown in Twitter storm
amidst benign bloopers
howling locust swarm
of goosestep storm troopers
Under guise of virus relief
they’re bent on making the sky darken
up to their usual mischief
hoping we’re too busy to harken
The Power Elite doesn’t work for our protection
nevertheless we whimper in genuflection
We allow little latitude
while stingy on encomium
As plenty persons’ rectitude
prove brittle like chromium
In such numbers
among us
they lumber
humongous
While few those marching erect
on Life’s path proudly perfect
Shrewd, be he not adroit
integrity abysmal
he knows how to exploit
deadlocks dreadfully dismal
He barges in by blaming
foul, rudely aggressive
insulting & inflaming
A loudmouth oppressive
How splendidly the President mirrors
his base of exceptionalist sneerers!
These days words abound
while seldom soar
blow along the ground
just mostly bore
Today’s sentences short
kept snappy to score
to zing sharp in retort
been sharpened to gore:
Used like arms to quell
Get someone conned
Letting fly to sell
Faking a bond
Ought we instead worry whether
words forge commonality
by drawing us all together
beyond triviality?
Pretending we’re riding high
on puniest ponies
while not asking ourselves why
how come we’re such phonies!
We’re lacking in self awareness
whining about life’s unfairness
With feet barely
off the ground dangling
only rarely
lets up our wrangling!
We gallop gallivanting advocating
with our deprecating mouths agitating
In cowardly beat-ups
Hope hangs on the ropes
pummeled without letups
by heedless dopes
Humans are on the tightrope
while mouthing learned response
same old soap opera trope:
Escapist nonchalance
If we truly wanted out of this loop
why do we still chose this lowly to stoop?
The Kakistocrat Elite
goes for People’s jugular vein
narcissistic & effete
cutting oxygen from our brain
so we cannot think clearly
which is costing us dearly:
We let them control how we’re entertained
what frightens us, how we’re distracted
How come so casually unrestrained
when to inanity attracted?
Issues themselves furled
left for you to react
Your sneering lips curled
no need to deal in facts
Self-described as ‘optimism’
while flimsy delusion
as well a glib euphemism
for ‘gutless collusion’
Your consuming in a fool’s paradise
leaves the rest of to pay the baneful price
For riding mass transit
we shall deserve an award
As we don’t fancy it
must be a dollar reward
What a splendid suggestion
many may just consent
Might even ease congestion
in case fast & frequent
Foremost reigns Pecuniary
other values of an act
found largely imaginary
Don’t we agree on this fact?
Yes, all is insubstantial
unless it is financial!
Earth of such bounty & beauty
we reduced it to mere booty
Don’t we fake most everything
traipsing on the brink of collapse
while fantasy worshiping
subjects us to bizarre relapse?
Out of touch with Life’s essence
we hasten Earth’s senescence
We’re wringing out our own life
while striving to be ‘safe’
in blind, self-entitled strife
neglecting the poor waif
We may find redemption
if we own up and then cease
No-let-slide exemption
fills a turmoiled heart with peace
If life entails morality
how serves us then banality?