LIGHTENING

Time is like knowledge infinite, there is always more
but not your time, you are a condemned shapeshifter
take a break if you could, go with the grain, surf with it
freedom you have acquired by far surpasses the given
should you reach for Heaven, Earth's riches bewitch you
the more luggage acquired the more loaded is the journey

travel light my friend, you'll need to ascend at the end.

STATE OF PUPPETRY

STATE OF PUPPETRY
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The initiation is brief
thoroughly executed
swiftly implemented
scrupulously injected
into eager consumers.

Soldiers of misfortune
cerebrum whitewashed
cleared from intuition
a current version of
concurrent software
intricately planted
into biased minds.

Solid loyalty established
unconditional obedience
to pre-conceived master
the manufactured drone
in blood flesh and bone
planning a suicidal task
far, far away from home.

A state of the art, intact
will blow up in contact
as a matter of fact
martyr of hallowed act
in unswerving docility
positioned accordingly.
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Fanatically coated policy
a state of bigoted zealotry
in haunting perplexity
an indubitably great pity
is unacceptable to some
but it is just a matter of time
for this international crime
the shape of things to come.

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UNDER SCRUTINY

Humanity is guilty of total complacency amongst other things
Observing ourselves objectively will lead us to the realization
The consumer products that tickle our fancy have no morality
We should understand that freedom requires responsibility
Only few give a darn, the economy, profitability is the priority
Most people become depressed when they scratch the surface
Ignorance is bliss when human beings have no mind of their own
We act like we own planet Earth just because we have the power
To destroy civilization we do not need the thermo nuclear arsenals
We do it bit by bit, slow and indiscrete, amusement is all we need
Should we realize we have a reason to agonize, we might scrutinize
The stewardship of the planet, it's ecosystems and natural resources
Is our major responsibility, an obligation which trumps human rights
Neglecting our foremost homage, abusing nature carries a huge price
Which might turn out to be nothing short of forfeiture of the right to life.

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WILL OF FAITH

When we look at material objects 
we see the shapes of solid bodies
just the appearance of substance
the variations of structure in space 
only an illusion but not the essence.

Particles are not as they seem to be
merely diversities of a whole entity
not one here and another one there
subject and object are in total unity
not distortions of man made reality.

A barrier has not been broken down
such an obstacle never ever existed
outer and the inner are coalescing
the opposites curve into each other
within the infinity of time and space.

Faith is the trust that may generate
the will power required for a change
since we carry in the dormant stage
potent latent forces of a total range
which can take us to a better place.

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VERSE IN REVERSE

Traces of verse were sprinkled in between the lines

the poet and entourage had less than nothing to say

not a single drop of rhythm was spilled over the poem

tempo was assumed once the dormant note was aroused.

THE SURVIVAL OF THE MISFIT

An old friend had a massive heart attack

they called me from the hospital, I rushed

he was a heavy smoker, they had to bypass

he looked pale and exhausted, worried I was

'Is there anything I can do for you''.…. I asked

'get me a cigarette' he pleaded, 'I am dying for one'

the following poem was inspired by such a remark.

The contrast between

high thinking and low living

measured in cigarette butts,

meanwhile time is running in

and running out…

In & out, in & out 

In ironic opposition

things are evolving

after all he's still breathing

and smoking and kicking

the king of the time being

will soon be choking!.

As we sit and stare

at time running out

one more cigarette

is what this is all about,

we do not have to

rave and shout

but on this issue

we have no doubt

that if he quits

he is in

or else

he is out!.

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PASSPORT TO MY HEART

He was in a straight jacket

lying face down on a bench

as he saw me his eyes lit up

started whispering a poem

I could hardly hear him

I moved my ear to his lips.

The house is open

Yellow leaves blow through the door

The picture I paint is the one I can't

Passport to my heart.

The phone is off the hook

Tokyo, New York, Istanbul on the line

The word I say is the one I couldn't

Passport to my heart.

My instrument is on the table

Time like a pool at my feet

The move I make is the one I wouldn't

Passport to my heart.

My back is to the door

Whoever you wish to be I trust you

The name I call is the one I don't

Passport to my heart.

X

Why, why...

Oh why 

bother to deny 

all that has been 

laid by you so far.

You have after all 

the makings 

of a specimen 

which has 

a track record,

displayed

as a string of lies,

played

like a violin

over

and over again,

till...

there is 

no more

strings 

attached. 

From now on 

you are my

- X -

this is

- Y -

I M

who

I M.

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TUG OF WAR

One leg with the past
the other in the future
centred at the present
torn apart in the heart.

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FOR FAX SAKE

Been there and back
had a nap on the way
was thinking of you
as you climb out
of the dark side 
and fool moon me
out of the blue
my tides come out
and only you
can pull them in
as if it were
a piece of cake.
For Fax sake 
I am knees at your feet

grab the leftover meat

I may be beat
but still good to eat.

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PUSH & SHOVE

A tender embrace followed by a sudden punch

gently caressing the ass, brutally kicking the arse

the kiss on the cheek, chased by a slap of the face

the process of easing the tension by oozing the pain

the sad thing is there is much animosity in this activity

humanity is guilty of revealing such dubious depravity.

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