The rich are boring
One thing in mind
Their welfare
Not those behind
Such strong convictions
Their money's lobby
Grounded constrictions
Wreckless folly
High rate loathing
Clear cut zoning
Visiting their slums
To stir some excitement
Inject their death
With numbing entitlement
Box seats bereft
Sendentary bereavement
Sweating beds watered
Slow and sure
Servants quartered
The revolt is pure
Out to ski
Clique destinations
Vacuous ennui
Tongues of all nations
Unconscious all times
Wherever they jet
Running from pain
Addict regret
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Fighter Ship
Shooting scud
Bloody tide
Murky ripples
Patriot pride
Anthrax rations
Corporate passions
Red shot eyes
Targets clashes
Sickly grey
West point china
Periscope view
Off-shore messiah
Bloody tide
Murky ripples
Patriot pride
Anthrax rations
Corporate passions
Red shot eyes
Targets clashes
Sickly grey
West point china
Periscope view
Off-shore messiah
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sin of Spirit
Trapped in a space station
Dizzy defenestration
Weightless unbound
Sterile compound
Type-A cosmonaut
Bags of flesh
Mutant soldiers
Floating Ganesh
From the depths of ocean
Life lives well
A chain interrupted
Pioneers expelled
Into thin air
Hubris encased
Human kind desert
Their own embrace
Dizzy defenestration
Weightless unbound
Sterile compound
Type-A cosmonaut
Bags of flesh
Mutant soldiers
Floating Ganesh
From the depths of ocean
Life lives well
A chain interrupted
Pioneers expelled
Into thin air
Hubris encased
Human kind desert
Their own embrace
Well Lit Space
I write in faith
Expecting a flash
Of some kind to enter
Through space with a crash
An inkling, a vibe
The drama unbolted
Jotted down dreams
Reality revolted
In hope of the gift
A jolt or ah ha!
Channelled from light
A touch from afar
Expecting a flash
Of some kind to enter
Through space with a crash
An inkling, a vibe
The drama unbolted
Jotted down dreams
Reality revolted
In hope of the gift
A jolt or ah ha!
Channelled from light
A touch from afar
Boy
U2 seemed old
Even back when
I listened to albums
In a Danish stranger's room
Are we simply observers
Here to spectate
Gesticulate on a tune
From start to end?
Like the boy and his red balloon
Chased by ego and form
While trying to live
Above and beyond the norm
Even back when
I listened to albums
In a Danish stranger's room
Are we simply observers
Here to spectate
Gesticulate on a tune
From start to end?
Like the boy and his red balloon
Chased by ego and form
While trying to live
Above and beyond the norm
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Apathetic
My thoughts don't matter
Let 'em scatter - shattered
Drivel and droll
Crass and old
Heard it before
Same script
Different bore
But still wanting - wanting more
I hear of values, principles and ethics
Recoil from these concepts
Growled out by rejects
Thou shalt not, right to life
Bearing arms
Vote and tote
A little learning
Amends for harms
It's all beginning
A start at change
To feel the feelings
Pain receding
A bird's darting
In time with time
Float and sing
Ruler of no thing
Let 'em scatter - shattered
Drivel and droll
Crass and old
Heard it before
Same script
Different bore
But still wanting - wanting more
I hear of values, principles and ethics
Recoil from these concepts
Growled out by rejects
Thou shalt not, right to life
Bearing arms
Vote and tote
A little learning
Amends for harms
It's all beginning
A start at change
To feel the feelings
Pain receding
A bird's darting
In time with time
Float and sing
Ruler of no thing
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