Trump, he seems to make a point of stirring up the pot.
He makes outrageous statements, thus making tempers hot.
He seems to like upsetting people so they shout or cry.
It all seems so unnecessary, so I'd ask him, WHY?
These last few days he hurried out an immigration ban,
without due consultation that would craft a solid plan.
He could have sought out some advice - something that he should try,
but he believes he knows it all, which makes no sense. So, WHY?
His words and actions seem to make him look like a buffoon;
a caricature cut out from some political cartoon.
If he'd provide a reason through intelligent reply,
there'd be no need to scratch our heads and keep on asking, WHY?
He seems to hate minorities and some religious groups.
This brings about division and rallies all the troops.
This could lead to a new world war where millions would die.
Where does he think he's taking us and, more important, WHY?
WHY doesn't he just take a moment so he can explain?
WHY can't he simply tell the truth and say what's in his brain?
WHY can't he and his followers be glad for what they've got?
Explain... Be kind... Be strong... Be smart. For heaven's sake, WHY NOT?
Link to video of this poem: https://youtu.be/UWvHo4rJi4c
Written February 4, 2017
...the dusty road, wearing a sombrero,
i saw a chained monkey in the middle of
the road...under the heat of the sun,
its eyes seemed numbed, as visitors
gifted it with bananas and other foods...
was the monkey bored?
tired of watching people come and go?
day in, day out?
what if it rains? it has no roof above its head...
where does it sleep?
i wondered why, from the door jamb
where i stood, there exists
another door, smaller upon sight,
and another...and another...and another....
i was accosted by an endless series of doors...
what lies at the end?
is there an end to these succession of doors?
what could be its purpose?
i wondered about that reason....
i wondered...why the pathways
ahead, left side, and right,
involved going high, then low,
so you go up, then down...
you get used to its rhythm,
to the practice of going up, then down,
holding your breath,
grasping for a post to hold on to,
if and when you lose your balance...
you assume on what is to follow,
you are about to take a step forward
and you'll be surprised....your next step,
...............could be fatal....
you would expect a set of steps going down...
but, there are none...you're inches away
from the end of the ledge.....you stare
at the ground....from where you stand
......there's nothing there
........just an assumed fall..
............if you had been a fool...
these temples, with countless, endless
steps and doors, radiate with wisdom,
offered to us...right in front of our faces..
we just have to be keen...be perceptive...
be able to discover...and learn, before a fall
i walked away from these walls and stairs,
tired...sweating...my knees aching......but,
with my wonderings............waning......
Copyright January 31, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
he asks "why me?"
as he pours us hot tea
my hands are drawn to his body
my lips to his skin
I get so tongue tied
lying next to him
I used to think he was cold
but his hidden warmth has me sold
he can't sit still
by now I know the drill
hide your feelings
don't fall in love
don't be a fool
I've always been a rebel
when it comes to romance
he's worth the risk
I take the chance
The Negro’s name,
Is the politician’s claim,
He only has to gain,
Until it can rain,
And slow down his train,
And land his airplane,
Its all just in vain,
They'll use you until they feel pain.
blind mess .
you a damn fool .
can't see what's right in front of you ..
" I guess .."
and yeah you guess right !
just be getting me mad tight ..
my mind so heavy , but I can see light .
too lite .
some shit just ain't sitting quiet with my spirit .
lies ? I am not even trying to hear it .
not anymore .
Open your eyes, look around
Try to listen for a sound
Find the one who knows you best
Who'd love you much more than the rest
Know you truly, to your core
What your life on earth is for
Why you're still not lying dead
Upon a stone-cold, rocky bed
Who she is, you'll never know
A love within will never grow
Appreciate her, you can't do
But she tries to dearly still love you
You won't love her back, you deny
She seems to all, around you, shy
She always tries to make you smile
But you still let her flow down the Nile
So there she goes, she ends up far
You start looking for the North Star
You cannot find her, so you start to cry
You question yourself, you're asking "Why?"
You miss her, you yearn
And you start to burn
You need her by your side
You claim that you have died
Without her you are nothing
She is what makes you something
You start to hate yourself for it
You scream aloud, hate every bit
Alone you wonder, cold and lost
Through the desert, through the frost
You need to find her, apologise
You start to hate yourself - despise
Eventually you catch her scent
The time which you had, searching, spent
You claim was surely not a waste
But with poison was that aroma laced
You see her there, your smile is huge
You realise you were a scrooge
You start to race towards this girl
You see in her hair, every curl
Your heart is pounding, you face alight
You cannot believe she's in your sight
But as she starts to laugh, you see
Another guy makes her happy
You see now that you're such a dunce
The chance with her came only once
You screwed it up, and she ain't yours
But still you, in her, see no flaws
Your body freezes up, you're cold
You thought your actions had been bold
You realise you are a fool
That you had, to this girl, been cruel
You cannot move, you're rooted down
You see her look your way and frown
Then smiles a smile of great pity
She had once thought that you were witty
You cannot bear the sight, it hurts
You envy all of how this guy flirts
You loathe. You could have been there
With that girl - a beauty, rare...
It is funny how you said it
That you were once complicated
I guess your words were true
Not the part 'I like you'
The part where you're a nightmare
And how many hearts you tear
Though you told me you have changed
All I see is you remained the same
When the world was against you
I stood by you to lift you up
Guess I was the fool to believed you
That you cared for me too
You left me when you are happy
You could not care less about me
But when you hit rock bottom
In my grace is where you come
You told me how much you miss me
Pulling me back to your gravity
The moment I thought that I was free