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
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
Kids, don’t let the ‘grown-ups’ misuse become your excuse!!
Hey, as you’ve noticed, kids
due to your grownups’ misuse
the world is on the skids
Harsh, but what’s your own excuse?
Ponder the wider scope
beyond merely trope
perhaps you can still cope
be it on tightrope:
Ahead lie hard balancing acts
so don’t delay learning the facts!
Pedaling below Spring’s trees pendulous
Under tire in front
at cheerful clip
goes the hurried hunt
for pavement strip
Gliding below trees pendulous
bestows us joy eternal
pedaling in Spring blessedness
hugged by miracle vernal
In peace of heart & mind
beyond most other kind
Well adjusted in societies gone busted? How’s that?
What is there really to vaunt
in a society busted?
Do we really want to flaunt
that we pretend we’ve adjusted?
Are we not more like in ’39
when the propagandized Nazi
thought ‘Im Vaterland ist alles fein!’
In denial we can not see
Now like then not merely inane
we’ve gone absolutely insane
Must not just bear & grin
Earthly life is to suffer
impervious to spin
so we have to act tougher
not merely bear & grin
As keeping on wailing
of ‘leaders’ brutal
clearly unavailing
a routine futile
Unless we deal with this raw deal
our life shall remain an ordeal
The Pandemic, the final push over into Cataclysm
“The pandemic has shown us that most people don’t really have the sustained capacity for this type of cataclysm” – Matt Sundin
Each time on the gas we let up
we thought ‘got away, splendid!’
but just yet another set-up
for getting re-rear-ended
Pandemic by complaints unmoved
as harbors zero feelings
thus cannot ever feel reproved
for any of its dealings
It is clearly ain’t open to polemic
when tailgating us the wily pandemic
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When everything is said far more is said than done
He carries on a lot
about urban blight
of societal rot
things not being right
While yearning for action
still without fail every day
he keeps losing traction
bogged down in most mundane fray
He digresses, slides back deplumed
self-centered, in ill humor
into role for which he’d been groomed:
The entitled consumer
who is unable to rein in his stride
though can’t be said he seriously tried
True feats can only be earned
Among lessons well to learn
about our human life:
True feats we can only earn
fought bravely for in strife
No worthwhile change comes without sacrifice
hidden most often its true purchase price