En främling i naturen
bortvillad i skogen
Hans längtan helst framburen
till ljusen på krogen
Så låt det Vilda leva i frid
Stadsbon har ej hjärta eller tid!
They wave, smile & shake hands
With their careers at stake
our ‘leaders’ lie & fake
Feeling all entitled
why would they concede?
The elite unbridled
in atrocious deed
They’re hawking ‘give & take’
means ‘they take, we give’
Gladly devour our cake
grimly combative
When faced with our demands
they wave, smile & shake hands
The opposite of ‘cowardly? ‘Cow-ardly’!
On noticing a herd of cows grazing on the edge of a shallow lake:
A herd of brown cows grazing
on grass by the water
short-cut future they’re facing
for goodness sake: Slaughter!
In the now’ heroically
as they’re living on the edge
Noses to ground stoically
while astutely skirting sedge
Let’s be courageous in the now
having a field day like a cow!
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-cow-ardly = here: the ways of cows, incl their courage & rectitude, which prominently lacking in the humans who exploit them.
Att irra otåliga på genvägar ihåliga
Att kura i feghet
inför naturens grymhet
mänsklighetens glupskhet
vårt eget hjärtas bryskhet
Irra otåliga på genvägar
i stället för att finna utvägar
Från gråblek misantropi
bråk & kakofoni
fullständig idioti
ber jag nu: Sätt mej fri!
Om inte varit så livsoerfaren
hade jag inte slösat tid i baren
… then scope blows in by verse
On days sloshing way below the brim
am mired in torpid emptiness
Just hobbling along aging’s path dim
cobbled with paltry pettiness
Then scope blows in by writing verse:
Found humor in what had seemed curse!
Finding humor in what I curse.
On leaving Anten
On leaving our homestead in Anten, Sweden, inspired by Joyce’s eyes moistening over:
Parting’s cool morning thronging
with borders to be crossed
Unrequited her longing
ailed in lingering lost
The old farm an indelible part
lodged lovingly in her tender heart
Blowback!
The violence that the empire inflicts on the far reaches of the realm keeps returning home in ever fiercer vengeance, here a.k.a. ‘blowback’:
Empire forcing itself afar
implacably & scheming
Generals lust for that next star
Dark killing machines gleaming
Poor cultures obliterated
through mechanized pure evil
millions get ‘depopulated’
Now brings home the upheaval:
Empire has begun coming apart in whimper
Long overdue that its breezy smile turns simper!
We clinched Oblivion!
Ending endless wars the sine qua non
for the reining in of the Pentagon
Still we’ll perish in climate collapse
part of the Sixth Mass Extinction
Even if changing as in time-lapse
won’t forestall Species’ eviction
We warred & consumed at our best
clinched Oblivion for the rest!
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-sine qua non = a prerequisite
-Sixth (Great) Mass Extinction = In the last half-billion years, life on Earth has been nearly wiped out five times. The planet is now entering the Sixth. Let’s give ourselves a strong hand!
-time-lapse = done by means of time-lapse photography
Kör välståndet oss slut?
Läget nu akut
Trots hissat varje klut
seglar vi bakut
Torrt ej längre vårt krut
Sliter bland för lite vila
många grunkor att dyrka
Börjar vi kanske förtvivla
hur vi ska orka yrka?
För inte får den lov ta slut
vår snofsiga livsstil, vet hut!
From the vapid repartee deliver me!
From those vapid repartees
please do deliver me!
None of them Life’s apogees
just annoying whoopee
So let’s not suffer such banter:
The ruckus & raves of the ranter
The meddling of the supplanter
trying out-cantillate the cantor
Those jarring voices just lessen & lambast
when I’d rather see quietude be amassed