Thinking laterally from this point,
Or diagonally up a steep incline,
Thinking vertically, ascending,
Or descending without losing the nuts and bolts of this matter.

Wallowing in the ruins of failure,
Fate has left me no joy,
Deserted by all goodwill,
I am here, alone and destitute.

For,  against; for, against; for, against,
The tension in the air is thick with anxiety,
A date with destiny, set in palpable angst,
Many people with reasons as diverse as society;

To some it is time to pay back the man,
The very same one that did the same,
A decade back when things were much better,
That same oogle-eyed, bespectacled quiet gangster;

To others a means to let off steam,
In the direction of everything, anything,
Not awake, not even in a trance,
Just flowing with tide of vociferous war chanting,

And yet some others just belong one team,
Having a singular motive to cause disruption,
Believing in no other way to realise the dream,
Of a a group of people united by a decent nation;

In response, the government of the day,
Seem to have dropped their breaches to ankle,
Stumbling along with weird interventions without delay,
Ambling this way, that way, like a lost and drunken uncle;

Every where there are armed, cutely kitted security forces,
Many of whom were previously missing where the action is loudest,
You wonder whether these ones live a different reality?
Perhaps in an alternate universe where costs are cheapest?

It is barely twenty-four hours to march off,
The government side-eyeing a list of demands,
Drawn by a determined cross-section of delinquents,
It is all, now, or nothing, forever!

One says "why?"
And the other, "why not?!"
Both are quite right,
If they saw beyond the fight.

The very reverend bigot,
Shamelessly oblique crackpot,
Says one thing in the light,
And does another at night;

Turn the lights off,
It's time for blind erotica!
Lay, here, on the cold formica,
Won't stop, even, when you've had enough.

A dozen laxatives,
To flush your stupidity,
And no sedatives,
To ease your depravity.

There is no one like my queen to me,
No matter how royal she may be,
With my love she becomes a goddess,
Basking everyday in heavenly goodness.

With little dainty feet,
And cute milky teeth,
She takes strong steps forward,
And reverses without facing backward.

Kings have fought for it,
Paupers have died for it,
While many live for its heat,
Others will end up deadbeat.

Constantly flying in our faces,
To minutest detail,
Even expelleing faeces,
Then they go off the rail.

Concocted tribal maligning,
Romancing the victim's mentality,
Handed down hatred, bigotry,
Caught, now, in their own dystopia.

Expect evil from everyone,
Accept all good that come thine way,
Truthfulness and sincerity; love and  justice, all are well worn,
For life is not all amorous fun, nor humorous play.

What the mind sees,
And the eyes interprete,
The great mystery of the cosmos,
Perception versus deeper conviction.

Tension, in my *****,
Caught a whiff of you,
****! What;s a man to do?
And here, no gold coins.

Get away!
From me,
Curse I, the day!
With me, you chose to be.

When loneliness becomes unattractive,
And her laughter pulls at your heart,
Then maybe you better start,
To stop being a loveless captive.

"Oh, does he still love me?"
"Can this be love?"
"Is he tired...of me?"
"But, but, why now?"

Cupid's arrow has come unstuck,
Aphrodite looked the other way,
Everything fades,
Including the magic;

So, when the day started cold,
No flowers, chocolate or cake,
Even cards bearing affection,
Then...maybe...possibly.

Between love and scorn,
Lies the heart of a woman,
Make haste, turn her on,
Lest hell's embers, you foolishly fan.

Thinking backward as though free,
Shackled by a sense of delayed satisfaction,
That somewhere beyond the end of the ocean curve,
Is some place where life never ends.

The skies fly into a thundering rage,
Flashing angry sparks from cape to coast,
The earth had turned a new page,
As green lands enjoy the yearly roast.

If you craved it long enough,
To live, breath and constantly agonise,
Even the constellations soon realise,
Reversing a bad situation is not that tough.

Hounded into the dungeons,
Heavy Kicks and malevolent slaps,
Spirit broken with spiked bludgeons,
Tossed onward, unto the belty straps.

Is who you are,
When the world turns cold,
And without remorse,
You serve with steely cadence;

Nothing to lose,
The die is cast in blood,
The shadows bleed crimson,
And the light is as dark as night;

Only one can stop,
This ominous fiend,
The being in himself,
His conscience when sated.

Many, many moons ago,
They came with sea prisons,
And now after many seasons,
The people risk all to have a go.

No, grave, not today,
You won't get the luxury,
Of my permanent residency,
Maybe some other day.

In love with their oppressors,
Their poverty sponsors,
Unwilling to break their fetters,
Duped by serial fake love letters.

Each day we look to the east,
To that which lights up our planet,
A constant reminder, none the least,
That our dreams will awaken someday, yet.

Roaches, roaches!!
I can stand annoying rats,
But those ****, winged vermins,
I chase with malevolent bats.

Children of state in a state of statelessness,
Born into a state of abandonment,
Refused a taste of the state's tastefulness,
Locked in state, the children await their freedom's statement.

Voices of the dead,
They wail harrowing tunes,
Clawing their way through the dunes,
Searching for sweeter bread.

The food went the wrong way,
Like every other policy of theirs,
Children have been left in tears,
Denied the right to laugh and play.

My heart was perfectly stolen,
Until you showed up,
You relooted my senses,
And held me hopelessly in love.

I am not a bad boy,
There is no good inside,
She gave me a toy,
And told me to ride.

Between fiery and fun,
Eyes that make heads turn,
She pretends she hates my guts,
Yet...I colour, all, of her thoughts.

I am son of this soil,
Planted in its richness,
No **** can choke my identity,
The minerals fuel my everlasting.

They had the luxury,
Of avoiding the unnecessary evil,
But chose to abide with penury,
The height of everything but civil.

If only men went for,
What's between the ears,
And not,
What's between the thighs;

Perhaps the world,
Would be less complicated,
But again, what's life,
If not what kills man

If only men went for,
What's between the ears,
And not,
What's between the thighs;

Perhaps the world,
Would be less complicated,
But again, what's life,
If not what kills a man.

They cast the die,
It was no lie,
Left me on the lowest high,
Plucked from the damnedest sky.

Today, all came to a final,
And each part was total,
You gave up everything,
And amounted to nothing.

Today, all came to a final,
And each part was total,
You gave up everything,
To amount to nothing.

She was a gift to phallus,
Taking the member wherever,
Eating, swallowing, giving head,
And in the end, impaling on sweet ecstasy.

Take me a pinch at a time,
Baby, please don't rush,
Feel every grain, every edge,
Tasty, yes, keeps you coming for more.

And to those that have died,
To keep our children free,
Our loyalty, around you, is tied,
Always, to water, this freedom tree.

War! War!! War!!!
All around me sin a-blazing,
I run in every direction unseeing,
Looking for that door;

High on a moral ground,
Celebated from corruption,
Hermitted from seduction,
Sprituality all over me wound;

Then came the guns,
Bullets of lustful persuasion,
Sporadic shots of infatuation,
Leads of immorality weighing several tons;

Help me! Please, help me!
My soul cries out for a place,
Where I can see God's face,
Away from this drowning sea.

Don't expect any from the living,
The dead only accept their fate,
In the realm of the quick,
Only wanting more cures their craving.

Rainy, beautiful day,
And everything can go wrong,
Like a well crafted song,
Belted awfully in very way.

In the little sacrifices,
Of joyful long suffering,
Or upon the mountaintop over the grey seas,
With very little meaning.

Where art thine empathy,
In the  times tears hath diluted  endless gushing of blood?
Rivers of agonizing  empty stomachs sleeping rough,
And those missing limbs never to know the warmth of a  loving embrace.