While family, loving spouses
may guard facts protectively
Others like lawmaker ‘louses’
evade them electively
Aren’t we when using facts deceptively
living in our lives imperceptively?
A tech sage at 23 that’s me
At 23 I’m a sage
have flown convention’s cage
Doing great, thanks, on Life’s stage
have long since turned the page!
So what, my social life is a wreck
why even try to act mature
as wasted when working in high tech
who’d notice, so where’s the allure?
but would you even have a hunch
what size my paycheck & free lunch?
Past, please leave me alone!
At night the Past keeps appearing
would it only just leave me alone
but it keeps up grinning, leering
ensuring I can never atone
Its attacks mortifying
pounding unforgiving, searing
Might they be edifying
were I humble & god-fearing?
But what if merely random images
of my youth’s many hard lost scrimmages?
Craving true dialogue, won’t suffer mulish monologue
Eager to engender dialogue
anxious for us all to connect
Trapped in someone’s mulish monologue
in vain trying to interject
While most the time in vain
and for this I’m given flack
Am found rude & inane
by those haranguing their claque
Rarely have I found that such a bore
relinquishes his/her purloined floor
Tories unrestrained leaving us grimly entertained
How not to cringe
at ‘lawmakers’ fringed
How Tories binge
in fantasy hinged
In their bungling chorus
some still spound like Boris!
+)
Boris Johnson: the former UK prime minister
Could God create this mess without the expertise of us humans?
Who can truly believe
something so chilling
that humans can’t aggrieve
unless God’s willing?
Still not even Gods
could create the same mess
as us humans clods
with more to come, safe guess
So when then collapse gets reprised
whom among us may claim surprised?
+)
-aggrieve = to afflict with pain, anxiety, etc; to oppress or wrong grievously; injure by injustice
-reprise = to execute a repetition of; repeat
Clearly she ain’t fainting from painting
There was this artist named Yana
after inhaled marijuana
rather chomped pizza with extra cheese
than painted another masterpiece
Quaint her take on what’s Nirvana
Fluttering hope fraying, as issues still staying
Most virtue-signaling flags
been hauled down came autumn
Those still up flutter like rags
bleached, frayed top & bottom
Let’s hope they still our conscience nags
those fighting flags with their hashtags
Life vicarious
To bourgeois way he lives contrarious
prefers his days with crowd gregarious
Blåsut found fine just ain’t Campania
and nowhere a place like Scania
Let’s his old man live life vicarious
A quip of wisdom or abyss dumb?
Quips rarely realistic
we trot them out to sound clever
Tending over-simplistic
so ties to truth they may sever
Quips misidentify
meager on meaning
may oversimplify
while good at preening
Cutthroat snappy
who knows how benight
Quick & scrappy
while rarely contrite