Am edging close to my life’s rim
blurred in opaque sketchiness
am hobbling on aging’s path dim
cobbled with much pettiness
That which lies beyond the mundane
sensed by the soul, knows not the brain
Dying to be slim
“Am dying to be slim”, the rat had told them. Life Itself listened in.
A rat rotund felt bereft
been bemoaning his plight
of being fat. Didn’t look left
skipped as well looking right
He stepped into traffic
met a fate most dire:
En end grisly graphic
crushed by a truck’s tire
When found at daybreak
he had been flattened slim
While friends in heartbreak
sort of happy for him
Be careful how you use hyperbole
it may just turn into reality!
They’re stampeding, commands of ‘calm!’ unheeding
From their luxurious dreamboats
‘calm!’ commands they’re unheeding
elites scramble for the lifeboats
trampling us while stampeding
The elites perform by stealth
elsewhere they’ll disembark
with their self-entitled wealth
as per ‘me first’ hallmark
Those cold-hearted ‘point one percent’ flee first
for solidarity they have no thirst
Fruitless, fruitful
Fruitless try mess with life’s mystery
humans like trees must shed their ‘leaves’
thus we’re are already history
For now rarely freed from life’s peeves
Although fruitful trying live with compassion
which gives Life meaning, be it out of fashion
Better live forgoing than perish elbowing
Planet now gasps polluted
choked by foul breathing fossil fuel
Cannot be restituted
so who are we trying to fool?
If unshackling from what we’re doing
still leaves Earth drained, parched & heated
there cannot be any undoing
how our children have been cheated!
Even if we’d no longer deplete
and agreed upon zero growth
can we put an end to our conceit
& break away from under sloth?
Maybe try out frugality
which does have a winsome knack
instead of the banality
letting shopping have our back?
Better live forgoing
than perish elbowing
Indulging what’s distracting as finding most else exacting?
Let’s try stay on subject
be it with a meek ho-hum
before we just defect
wandering off in humdrum
Like some clueless critter
swept up in the fray
helpless, lost in flitter
can’t suppress our bray
Do we indulge in what is distracting
as we’re finding most else too exacting?
When weakens solidarity, then widens polarity
Mass media propagandistic
in a nation feudalistic
exaggerates threats terroristic
make us serfs cheer jingoistic
While deeply stirred by populism
we’re held back by cynicism
mightily fearing socialism
truly preferring tourism
When sacking solidarity
we live in barbarity
in punishing polarity
dispatched to disparity
Our cheers ring out chauvinistic
that’s amongst us nativistic
%) Converse or asperse?
Must not spout in staccato
if we truly converse
but to flow like calypso
never try to coerce
Has ‘dialog’ by now gotten so corrupted
that we just compete to speak uninterrupted?
I’ll take a free shot for my health – but only if I get a shot at $ wealth!
Written when the promotional idea for vaccination was floated that people taking a Covid shot should be automatically enrolled in a $ lottery.
“A shot for my health
why my concern?
But for my own wealth
that I discern!”
Won’t Public Health by $ lottery
sadly show up our souls as watery?
By refusing vaccination
we lack solidarity
in communal abdication
clueless insularity
“It’s freedom
to be a bum
Te Deum
jabs, who need ’em?”
While we can’t let it be our lot
to humor this kind of crackpot?
Fades my ire when I focus just beyond my bike’s front tire
How come that I never tire
pedaling up such steepish hills?
Cause I get to blow off ire
while experiencing these thrills:
A calm mind blessed autonomous
Spared just tagging along sleepishly
on a life’s path synonymous
with over-consuming sheepishly
As well, be it fleetingly, spared the noises
of exigent contrived marketing voices