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inkedsolace Dec 2024
how easy would the world be if no one could lie?
Jeremy Betts Dec 2024
Poverty,
The losing end of a lottery
Forced to sustain a thread bare society
Manufacture a rivalry
But first get 'em use to seeing it on TV
Cosplay as naturally
There goes the humanity
Can't find neighborly
No comradery
Acceptance the oddity
Just, "single file please" to the factory
Talk back and be privy
To the reality of free
Copy, paste, delete, recopy
The definition of insanity
The loss in every "VICTORY!"
Is plain to see
But the pillow mints are complimentary
Subdued easily
Simply
Like smoke to a bee
The screen hides the real you and me
TR3F1LD Dec 2024
As far as I know, the scope of humankind's problems doesn't decrease, overall (somewhere this or that situation improves, while somewhere it becomes worse). There's a galore of sociopolitical problems, also there are environmental ones. While the world human population is already somewhat above 8 billion (8 **** billion) & keeps growing (due to the majority of the most sentient species' members mindlessly reproducing, regardless of their financial situation, genome, & 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘 other 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗦 that 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗕𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦... 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗-𝗨𝗣 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗; but who the hell gives a ****, right?). 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗢𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗬 & 𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗭𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘 are 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘 (𝗥 𝗜 𝗦 𝗘). As it was mentioned by me in a note to one of my recent rhyme pieces, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗𝗪𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗭𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝟰.𝟴𝟳 𝗜𝗡 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗧𝗢 𝟱.𝟬𝟯 𝗜𝗡 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 (according to data published on ocindex.net). It's now 2025 approaching. You think the situation has improved? 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗥𝗦 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗨𝗣. For 72 countries with the total human population of more than 2.3 billion, last June-August period became the hottest since at least 1970 (according to info published here: climatecentral.org/report/people-exposed-to-climate-change-june-august-2024). This 𝗚𝗟𝗢𝗕𝗔𝗟 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 is, as it's known, 𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗔𝗡-𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗗. 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 of it is, as it's known, carbon dioxide (CO2) entering the atmosphere from emissions caused by the burning of 𝗙𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗟 𝗙𝗨𝗘𝗟𝗦.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗛 𝗦𝗢𝗖𝗜𝗢𝗣𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗦 & 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗟𝗢𝗕𝗔𝗟 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 are those of high & ruling social classes. In other words, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬. It's the wealthy that form & control a sociopolitical course the most. Most mobsters belong to the wealthy. It's the wealthy that consume more than the rest & cause the most CO2-containing fossil fuel emissions. All of the wealthy are corrupt to different degrees. Now, there's a good question to ask yourself: being the main causers of & contributors to all those problems, 𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗧 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗨𝗣𝗧 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗧?! A wicked good question keeping in mind that it's mostly unprivileged & way less corrupt people who are affected by both sociopolitical problems & the global warming caused by the corrupt wealthy. That's unacceptable, it's wrong to accept that. There's an option on how to decrease/slow down sociopolitical problems & the global warming. It's simple as rhyme schemes of most writers of pop & trap lyrics, but not in terms of how to reach the proposed. I don't see a better option of fixing the status quo than to get rid of as much of the corrupt wealthy as possible by both legal means &, if legal ones are blocked or ineffective due to governmental corruption, forcible ones. I don't mean everyone of the wealthy should be targetted, only ones that contribute to injustice more than do something good to society or its individual members. The groups of 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗨𝗣𝗧 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗗 (in my view): 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗥𝗦 & 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗟𝗢𝗬𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗦, 𝗠𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦, 𝗙𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗟 𝗙𝗨𝗘𝗟 𝗟𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗬𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗦.

I know what humanists & pacifists may say. Something like: "Yes, they're corrupt, but they are still humans, they have human rights. It's wrong to get rid of or put pressure on anyone by forcible means. Blah-blah-blah". On which, some would retort that it's justifiable to get rid of or put pressure on them by forcible means. (I'm not sure about some types of agents of authoritarian regimes & fossil fuel lobbyists, but) the majority of the former & mobsters deserve to be dealt with by forcible means, for they contribute to injustice, including by means of force, not being forced by their social situation to do so. There are justifiable wrongdoings (necessary/lesser evil) & unjustifiable ones. A food theft committed by a person dying from starvation, or a ****** of a murderer committed by a person in retribution for their significant other murdered by the very murderer are examples of justifiable wrongdoings. There's nothing like that when it comes to the afore-mentioned groups of the corrupt wealthy. The best justification of their contribution to injustice they have is that they do it to maintain & preserve their wealth & to survive physically under a corrupt system they're parts of. That's a wicked lame justification. They should never have become a part of a corrupt system in the first place. Contributors to injustice must face consequences of their actions. In other words, «𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗕𝗘 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗».

If whatever legal means to punish the afore-mentioned corrupt wealthy are blocked or ineffective due to governmental corruption, all anti-authoritarian-minded adult people in fine fettle should 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗔 𝗖𝗨𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗗'𝗦 blood-shedding 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗠𝗘 recently or, as it was more than once mentioned by me, 𝗩𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗦 being expert assassins, 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗧 𝗠𝗖𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟, 𝗝𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 "𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗗" 𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗗, 𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗦 "𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗥" 𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗟𝗘, 𝗩. All those problems can't be fixed under this **** liberal-capitalistic system, for it's flawed in ways making it able for corrupt creatures, such as the afore-mentioned wealthy, to exploit it. Think about it.

«𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗡𝗘𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗛 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟 𝗜𝗦 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗠𝗘𝗡 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚»
«𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗜𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗪, 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗬»
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Orion Mistral Dec 2024
Exotic flair dances in screaming hues,
Sensual stench beguiles with spiced odour.

Welcomed strangers crave tamed adventures,
Staring spiteful, shocked at ordinary extremes.

Mother, limit your daughter – in the name of love.
Father, torpedo your son – in service to the family.
Family, direct the daughters – for the call of their fathers.
Love, sabotage the sons – for the sake of their mothers.

Religion, preaching freedom, chains
its limbs to bones and brainstems.
Shadi, rupee, social media
replace Vishnu, Brahma, Shiva.

Exquisite journeys in a shadowed dream.
What a thrill – At such a bill.
Shayank J Baruah Dec 2024
In the realm where shadows dance,
Society weaves its intricate trance.
Amidst the ceaseless ebb and flow,
People's stories silently grow

A tapestry of vibrant threads,
Interwoven with joy and dreads.
A kaleidoscope of souls entwined,
Seeking purpose, elusive to find.

In bustling streets and crowded squares,
A symphony of lives, each with cares.
The masks we wear, a fragile guise,
Concealing truths beneath our eyes.

Within this labyrinth of desire,
Hearts burn with passions, blazing fire.
Yet, veiled in masks of apathy,
We yearn for bonds, a shared empathy.
With hurried steps, we chase success,
In the pursuit of dreams, we acquiesce.
But amidst the race for worldly gains,
The essence of humanity often wanes.

A fractured mirror reflects our plight,
Divisions deep, casting shadows of spite.
Boundaries drawn, walls rise high,
As unity crumbles, hopes sigh.

Yet, in this realm of paradox,
Hope endures, a resilient paradox.
For in our hearts a flame still gleams,
A longing for a world of dreams.

Let us transcend the confines of fear,
Embrace compassion, lend an ear.
For society's strength lies in unity,
A tapestry fused with diversity.

So, let us tread with mindful grace,
Embrace the beauty of every face.
And may this poem be a gentle plea,
For a society where all hearts can be free.
Sarah Richardson Dec 2024
Webs of stories form beliefs,
influencing actions,
creating a concept of me—
until I become myth.

A synthesis of cells,
speaking electric tongues,
a possession of matter
by patterns that think.

Through a brain and a spine
and everything between,
a unity emerges:
scattered fragments
woven whole.

Interactions form bonds,
all the way up, all the way down.
Outside and within:
culture consuming society,
society consuming self.

Self devours body,
body devours mind,
biology consumes chemistry,
chemistry consumes physics,
down to quantum foam.
Zywa Dec 2024
Each and every love

can run its course, as long as --


there is a channel.
Play "A Severed Head" (1964, Iris Murdoch and John B. Priestley), based on the novel "A Severed Head" (1961, Iris Murdoch), 3rd act, 3rd scene

Collection "Unspoken"
Maria Etre Dec 2024
The cat attacked the tree
everything came
falling down

The cat left
me picking up
the ornaments
and starting
all over again

Realizing that
I get a second chance
to decorate it
to put it together
again
in a different
way

*pauses and reflects
at healing in life
dead poet Dec 2024
pulverized by desolate winds;
brutalized by ungodly kings;
capsized by the violent waves;
neutralized by the scorpion’s sting.

terrorized by the thoughts of morrow;
legitimized by a trademark of sorrow;
authorized to live in vain;
generalized - like the streets,
and the boroughs.

synthesized by the alchemy of remorses;
romanticized… like the dark horses;
mesmerized by the notion of vengeance -
hypnotized by even darker curses.

digitized by the ways of future;
mystified by metrics, and conjectures;
specialized in the pursuit of reality -
'civilized' by the grand architecture.
dead poet Dec 2024
i was there when it happened:
when the clowns fell off the bandwagon -
when the curtains burned down,
and the farce ran out of fashion;
when the savages dispatched -
their army of assassins.

i was there, when the world stood still
in a void so deep no beauty could fill;
when the mountain of lies -
crumbled back to a molehill;
when the rubbles rained like hellfire,
and truth had lost its will.

i was there, when the wrath of the masses -
echoed the streets, and shattered the glasses;
i later reflected, on the root of the violence -
there wasn't a good defense for the upper classes.

i close my eyes, and wait for dawn;
lay half-asleep, with the curtains drawn:
agamemnon's doom, forever lives on -
i'm still here -
and the show goes on...
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