Yes, too much to ask:
Don’t interfere
we won’t wear a mask
too cavalier!
Then haven’t we sacked
any & all fact?
With all lies stacked
lost all sense & tact?
Facts are too socialist & abstract
won’t let such ungodliness detract!
Undiscerning Nation overturning
Whether of faith or agnostic
we flounder in Expiring Empire
Of human collapse prognostic
sped on by greed, covid & gunfire
Those propagandized still exude
a world outlook simplistic
Frantically they self delude
pious, proto-fascistic
and for all they claim to have the Godly answers
aren’t they a bunch of round-the-Golden-Calf dancers?
In righteous ire setting themselves afire
For a while and of late
many a hair-triggered spate
of much deep-seated hate
been spewing out of the gate
With good manners dispensed
in righteous ire
ugly crowds get incensed
set themselves afire
But hard of course, at the ball, not to prance
when you’re the only one who knows to dance!
Marching in the Sinister Clown Parade
Daunting the hypocrisy
when ruled by theocracy
or by kakistocracy
Both pretend democracy
How dismissively they act
to any thorough search of fact
while riveted they react
faced with emotional impact!
The shrill whistles of delusion
make tunes as if by calliope
Blindly they march with effusion
to music of faux reality …
… amidst fellow bewildered minions
hurling out their fact-free opinions!
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-calliope = a keyboard musical instrument resembling an organ an instrument typically played when clowns are performing
-kakistocracy = government run by the vile & worst, least qualified or most unscrupulous citizens (Greek kakistos: worst)
When of own notions reverential, nothing else seems essential
That facts be scientific
how plain laughably quaint
boring & soporific
quash them by faith’s feint!
When of own notions reverential
of logic we must be wary
make truth & fairness nonessential
Our wishes must reign primary!
Not to worry, never mind
science couldn’t be wronger!
There’s insight of higher kind:
Faith unhinged is stronger!
Ellie elicits elation
We’re told that granddaughter Ellie, on a NYC field trip, craved tasting a ‘real’ bagel. While waiting in line (snaking half-around-the-block) to Katz’s Deli she ‘elliequently’ burst out: “Is this place any good?”
“Did she sweetly get nervous
fearing that the long wait
was just due to slow service
not bagels being great?”
The other year Ellie visited the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem, and is said to have made this ‘ellitist’ remark:
“Well, it’s wholly holy
but of modest scale
in height rising lowly
but go ahead: wail!
So that’s all:
an old wall?”
On the same NYC trip as when Ellie snaked around Katz’s she also visited Wall Street, and perhaps congruently she reflected:
“Be it where they scam & cheat
where displaying grim gall:
Just another city street
lacking parking. That’s all!”
She’s the Katz’s meow!
O Bella, ciao!
Suspended between Heavenly Bliss and Hell Blistery
Am I a person shallow
attempting to act deep
and being fairly callow
the challenge proves too steep?
In Life’s glare I’m waning
while fumbling in bleak twilight
Perhaps only feigning
when charging hard for Insight?
But who’s not suspended in Life’s Mystery
between Heavenly Bliss and Hell Blistery?
The Gall of the Know-it-all
Those who think they know it all
do they not suspect their gall?
Their impetuous actions
and unguarded remarks
disparage other factions
as own views true benchmarks
Their own view an article of faith
whether of substance or merely wraith!
Hugely unusual: Seconds passed unused
Imagine my surprise finding Joyce just standing there without doing anything:
An eerily uncommon sight
a state ghostly, ignoble
like forgetting lines in stage fright
Joyce found herself immobile:
Once flustered face paling ashen
of all direction confused
never before been her fashion
to let seconds pass unused
Aptly portrays the frozen mime
of biblical ‘Ruth-to-salt’:
“Oh my G-d, this can’t be but I’m
turned to pillar by default!”
Most bitter pill to swallow
a solid day turned hollow …
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-Joyce = my wife
-Ruth = Lot’s wife who turned a pillar of salt (Genesis 19:26)
‘Free will’ is the cruel joke
What’s with all this piling schmear
and sad state of affairs?
Are we now suspended here
wonder in whose cross hairs?
In this precarious mess
seems we’re doomed you & I?
but allows us to digress
when realizing why:
‘Free will’ is the cruel joke
a most dire delusion
nothing but a programmed hoax
of earthly confusion!