So Who’s REALLY CLEAN In Our Societies... ?!?
  
When It’s Clear Now That Money...
Is MOSTLY... *****... !!!!
  
Now By This I Mean...
That It’s Made By Teams...
Who Are Prone To Deceive...
And Are Mostly WEALTHY... !!!
  
ILLUMINATI...
Or Just ***** THIEVES... !?!
  
Who Seem To WREAK...
of Those SOCIETIES Where SECRETS Be... !!!
  
And Now It Seems...
That We Have A DISEASE... !!!
That Deals Title Deeds...
  
For Ceremonies...
Where People GRIEVE... !!!
  
But This Thing MONEY...
Is The Basic Theme...
of This Poetic Piece...
  
So MANY Now CLAIM...
To Live LIFE RIGHTEOUSLY... !!!
  
But Will Do ANYTHING...
To Hear The Sound Ch-Ching... !!!
  
It’s A FUNNY Thing...
To Hear Folks... CLAIMING... !!!
  
"That They’d Do Just FINE,
WITHOUT Money In Sight !"
  
It’s Clear That...  
People Like To Hide...
Behind... THAT LIE... !!!
  
UNTIL It’s Time To Pay For Flights...
Or Provide For Wives...  
And Clothe Their Child... !!!
  
And When It Comes...
To... POLITICAL Guys...
  
Who Become PRESIDENTS...
Like... DONALD TRUMP... !!?!!
  
Does He Seem Like...
The Type Whose Life...
Doesn’t Need MILLIONS... ?!?
  
And What About Those On TV Shows...
Like Media Pro’s Who Seem To Know...
About Things Like Coc’ Going Up Their Nose... !?!
  
Who Make ***** Movements...
Like... JEFFREY TOOBIN... !!!
When They’re Online Zooming...
  
I Mean What Was He Doing... ?!?
To LACK Any PRUDENCE...
  
Before *******... ?!?
Like Some Online VAGRANT...  
Who Now Needs SHAMING... !!!
  
But... Does He REALLY... ?!?
  
When Those In COMEDY...
Have Admitted To Being...
ADDICTED To *******... !!!
  
You See In Times Like THESE...
Where SEXUALITY...
Has Now Become EXTREME... !!!
  
Well... APPARENTLY... ?!!!?
  
... ****** Hygiene...
May Not Quite Be...  
What It Used To Be... !!!
  
When **** Play Is Now OKAY... !?!
Which ISN’T... CLEAN To ME... !!!
But Now Seems To Be...
To A... GREAT MANY... !?!
  
From Personal Lives To *******...
It Seems That People Take PRIDE...
In ****** Deeds That May NOT BE CLEAN... ?!?
  
Like Cash That’s Laundered...
And Then... EXPORTED...
For The MASSES To USE... !!!
............. That Is...........  
  
CLEAN And ALL GOOD... ?!?
  
... DON’T Get It CONFUSED... ?!?
  
... EVERYONE...
From Teachers In Schools...
To Those Who ABUSE...
In RELIGIOUS Crews...
To Those Who CLAIM...
To Earn An HONEST Wage... !!!
  
May NOT Be As CLEAN...
As They LIKE To SAY... ?!?
  
When WE’RE ALL PART...
of The MONEY Game... !!!
  
So Need To...
CHECK What They’re SAYING … !!!
  
Cos’ It Makes Me LAUGH...
When Money’s Now Marked...
  
VIA... CORONAS Path...
  
For IT To Be REPLACED...
In The NEW TECH AGE... ?!?
  
A Time Where We’ll EXCHANGE...
Getting CASH... To BE PAID...
In... DIGITISED Ways... !?!
  
Because CHIP And PIN...
Is A... CLEANER Thing...
Than What We’ve Been Doing...
And Been USING...
To Make MOVEMENTS... !!!
  
Which Was..........
  
EXCHANGING Our GERMS... ?
  
When Cash Was Observed...
As The Thing To Use...
To Do The Basic Business...
of... BUYING Drinks...
And Diamond Rings.... !!!
  
And To Even Pay For...
BIG FANCY WEDDINGS... !!!
  
Well Now Moneys MOVED...
Into... INTERNET LINKS...
To... PAY For Things...
  
To AVOID Transmitting...
........ NEW VIRUSES....... !?!
  
AIN’T That A B...H ?!?
That’s Right Like COVID... !!!
  
Which Kind of Brings Me Back...
To Where This Piece Started...
  
This Poetic Script Is MERELY Saying...
That We’ve ALL Now EMBRACED...
  
... Earning A Wage...
Where Money Gets PAID...
  
Instead of BARTERING...
Like The GOOD OLD Days... !!!
  
And That From...
... ****** Traits...
To Our Welfare States...  
  
That Have Now REIGNED... !!!
Since Money Became...
The Name of The Game... !!!
  
How Many Now...
Can STAND BY The CLAIM...
  
That Like MY Use of Poetry...
When It Comes To How...
Their Lives Flow TODAY...
  
That They TRULY Believe...
In ALL... HONESTY...
That They Live RIGHTEOUSLY...  
And Live... TOTALLY...
  
.... “ CLEAN “.... ?!!!?

I found a penny face up.
I flicked it off because luck doesn't exist.
At least not for me.
I picked it up and turned it to tails.
If I can't get any luck no one else can.
People say misery loves company,
But I'm just tired of things working out for everyone else but me.
I think I'm last on everyones list.
I'm the pocket change in the bottom of a purse.
I'm the last resort,
When people are desperate for some change,
Turning their purses upside down,
Throwing couch cushions,
Hoping for some luck.
I'm a lot like a penny.
But if I were a penny I'd have tails on both sides.
**** pennies.

When I met you I thought my life would change
I thought my life would have meaning
I thought I was becoming a man

When I met you
My life changed
Not the way I expected though

I stopped doing drugs and smoking
I found love and loved it
I found friendship and cherished it
Friendship betrayed me soon after
Love sent me on my way
I became a party animal
And drug addict

Highschool
When I met you
I thought my life would have meaning,
But my thoughts were deceiving
I was blind to what I was seeing
And lost myself

Tomorrow I'll send you on your way
And there'll be no way to make me stay
I'll never forget you
I'll never regret you
I'll never miss you
Tomorrow my life will change,
But wasn't that how all this started

I stand on my two feet and

I refuse to take this world seriously,

Be a follower, and be their believer,

I Refuse,

Persuade me - force me -
 - I  stubbornly refuse to take this world seriously,

I do have the right to refuse -at least -

- Do not judge me!

We don’t need more eyes to see
and more ears  - we don’t need deeper holes in our heads to better hear,

I won’t run away,

I  use my right - I Refuse to be a clown

Is your worth:
The bread you eat,
The clothes you wear,
The car you drive,
The vacation you take,
The house you own,
The money in your bank account?

Or is your worth:
The rainbow of people's dreams,
The catalyst of positive change,
The smiles on friendly faces,
The gratitude from an individual's lips,
The Mecca of someone inspirations,
The crown of human hearts?

Hussein Dekmak

The inclination
Towards domestic superiority
Does not refund
Ideals lost at discarded gambles.
Stygian kin browser,
Rest abode,
No lark made your path.
Leave the tie bloodshed
At the desk (once)
Home torn

orange smoke fills the air, like mist
goons and traitors occupy all tables
a small bar, downtown, silent quarter
whole ones and racks, bagged, airtight

the zippers of the bottega shine golden
24 k, 24/7, creatures of the night who
are made of struggle, gore and greed
deception and loyalty: the brotherhood

hour of the thieves, year of white marble
350 million a year, a neeeedy enterprise
sick profit, blank sheets floating loosely
shark collar and tattoos, loaded *******

sounds of the past in an air breeze, secretly
old butch is swallowing a paper message
leave no traces, mind dem ears and eyes
wild roses and escalades, the night glows

These long days I need to sigh
And take things breath to breath
Some days I escape to forget
My appetite's multidimensional
Even though the love is mutual
What happened to the ages lost?
Was today just waiting in the wings?
Motivation is like a ***** word
My lucky coin can't buy nothing
But nothing else can buy it back
Time to rise and shine
And get the wheels back on track
Watching cable TV
It screams a blue and red dichotomy

Blend to purple
Black and blue
What am I supposed to do?
Black and blue
Those aimless zombies missed the mark
But their shot rings true

In a state of disbelief
In a land of disagreement
I'll hang my hat on tempting fate
Knowing well I'll never get a second chance
I'll melt the polar glaciers
With the laser focus of an errant glance
These lost days I need to find my peace
And speak my piece
Let the dogs up off the leash
The fighting spirit runs wild and free
No mental fitness guru tells me who to be
Or what to say
I have a mantra I repeat
Again and again and again

I test the muddy waters
And dip my toes in
But the verdict is lukewarm
I steal the honey all for the money
District the bees that swarm
Why else, of course
Blend to purple
A royal cordial

Black and blue
No guru gonna tell me what to do

Will there be a time when
All this technology ends

When the screens go down
We all mute the sound

Will we return to a time
Not forged in financial design

When the ROI and the GDP
Big money banks we no longer see

Or the interest rates and credit lines
Hidden fees and holdback fines

And tell them, when I turn my shoulders to the night,
I sent you to discuss the market's yield's human right