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
edited 01/23/22 1610
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
We may care but would you fix it ‘out there’, not here?
The Latin ‘vincit qui se vincit’
(‘he conquers who conquers himself’)
frees us only when we evince it
as won’t just happen by itself!
When of risk-takings we may be lukewarm
let others take’em should they care
If they need so badly to transform
then let change take place – but ‘out there’!
While we of course retain the right to reprove
those, who imply that we should need to improve
So what if our Species outlook is dire, as long as the consumer heart stays afire
Life of its Essence we’ve wrung
Watch our contrived smiles beaming
flooding the feigned community
see our well-brushed teeth gleaming
All relished with impunity
With entitled importunity
we’re elbowing in fake freedom
for abundant opportunity
like found in erstwhile Yankeedom
While life’s very essence seems since been wrung
what we now stand for may thus be unsung
In life’s sunset most tranquil my mindset
Enjoyed youth’s wits
Then in my senescence
wits called itself quits
Such now my quintessence:
Been left but with whits
showing up in mere fits
now unmoved by glitz
ain’t moping in the pits
Now dwell in my life’s sunset
in most tranquil a mindset
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whit = a tiny or scarcely detectable amount
Erstwhile hope fervent that technology would become our servant
Find myself apprehensive
of disruptive technology
its claimed blessings ostensive
trade-offs bring no apology
Since ages human hope has been fervent
naively over-optimistic
that technology would be our servant
Now we toil, its slaves fatalistic
Inescapably in its fetters
robbed of last chance of defiance
now also as its hapless debtors
in fine-print, rigged non-compliance
This time we shall have no revolution
that saves us from Species’ execution
Is the purpose of life just for life to go on?
From mere species viewpoint we’ve failed
if we think in terms of right or wrong
while Big D has got it nailed:
It’s just a matter of going on!
The Big D bestows ceaseless strife
singly we just don’t matter
Humans among all planet’s life
bore Big D with their natter
Doesn’t care for how any one of us exists
just as long as planetary life persists
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-Big D = The Divine
Right wingers march in neo-heimat
breathe out air & thought pollution
To ignore the collapsing climate
appears their preferred ‘solution’
How shall this mess, surely soon, end
as false cheers drag us in abjection?
Pernicious threats makes deadly blend
in consumer dreams, wide selection:
Wars been raging without ceasefires
as do now global floods, wildfires
Nations lacking sense to back down
prance at very edge of nuclear war
they war game ‘limited’ showdown
while ‘suitcase bombs’ may blast through backdoor
Too close to the edge we totter
in political meltdown
by the self-styled ‘genius’ plotter
revealed himself vile a clown
Economy precariously
fumbles while greed’s ruthless prophets
on Wall Street most nefariously
amass usurious profits
Enabled by our own inanity
we’re perishing amidst insanity!
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‘genius’ plotter = Trump