Power play and roses

The USA has a pinball machine rigged in their favour
And pin by pin the countries in the middle- America fall
One by one the collapse when they try playing just
Against those who have stolen the mafia’s textbook.

I wonder why we have high regards for liars they are
Nothing But a soul that thinks we are expendable garbage.

Revolves around the dancefloor under candlelight
Over glasses of whisky whisper satanic conspiracies
Shiny bejewelled wives are a mere decoration
Evil men are lovers in an unbroken circle of power.

Armies
A general so proud
Now he is burned to crisp
And we are told by a cowardly press to rejoice.
Revenge!
Don’t look at NATO only a naïve Norwegian can
Believe in this useless rust machine.
What we need is a new army
Helping the French to extract more oil from
Central Africa.
Who is the enemy or not depends?
On how effective the propaganda is, but
As the rule is: Generals are all stupid.

Feline problems

The pride behind the sofa leaning against a wall
Are new-born puppies their mother tries to
Hide from me as I should care, but I wonder
How to get rid of them, a bucket of water?

You can’t see how old a dolphin is when it swims
I have never seen one with sagging skin.

Resolving the cat problem give me a headache
Obtuse is my thoughts on ******* humanly?
Self-doubt was overtaking by pity for the kittens
Expunge them not possible, seven cats’ meows.

Roses are not blue

The world as one is a grey blanket of nothing
The same language, the same culture (consumerism)
A haze foul of jollity and hollow laughter.
Lost minds save the elephant and waterholes

Life is self-indulgent rush into the arms of self
And movies of no consequence.

Roses are blue it is the only colour today
Oxalating hamburger, beans in tomato sauce
Sesame seed for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Eunuchs are ruling welcome to globalisation.

Mattress and roses
A great day in Cascais sunlit and moderately cold.
We are changing a mattress the new one was easy to handle
But the old was too heavy we need someone with
Arm muscles like Hercules and he was healthy.

I was thinking of getting a canary bird, let it fly around,
outside it would be killed by wild birds.

Resolved, the lair, angry disputes that were sealed with love.
Objectified as burrow were children didn’t enter.
Someone, homeless can sleep on it before it rains.
Eventually, the old mattress will end up in a landfilling-

Trump, the mystery

What confuses me about President Trump
Is his enduring popularity among mostly lower-paid workers?
While employment is lower than before it is mostly
Truncated paid work not making their economy better.
Is it because he speaks the language of the uneducated?
Or simply because he appeals of their hatred
Of politicians in Washington who speak over their head.
But there must be something more a synergy we who
Are not Americans are being unable to see?
The deep division between the ordinary man and the elites
That can bring the USA to the brink of civil war.
The democratic party appeals to the intellectuals who by
Their very nature can’t win anything
However, there is ono politician, a democrat and socialist
Who workers listen to, but will the deep state permit
if given power, he will upset the capitalist apple cart?
Or indeed are we ready for him?