#hypocricy
This is no classic scene on a movie screen.
This is real life.
And it’s scenes are the most obscene.
This pain is felt first hand,
And your confusion is severe.
We look to the asphalt and to these mechanic machines and
Believe we live in our ancestors virtual dreams.
You scream:
“It’s 2019!”
And take that as evidence of progress;
Like we are closer to ‘the truth‘ now
Than when even our foods weren’t processed?
Progress?
Yes,
We emphasise physicality
And make clowns of our spirituality
So we can parade falsity.
You see,
We latch to this planet like a leach.
Manipulating your free speech
As you learn only what is deemed worthy to teach.
And that’s it!
That’s all you need to know!
Go on, throw a fit
And call it “history in the making”
While you transfer all knowledge in
A glowing rectangle,
And still mistake emotions with rationality
Yes we’ve reached this calamity!
Don’t make me laugh!
You hate war?
But you get bored of peace
And you fetishise your guns.
And this is no longer a secret,
Now you post red and caption it “aesthetic”
And laugh-cry at those who are unfortunate.
Glory is in the body count,
And ****** is just a sport.
Honour is in the gold,
And there’s no longer any justice
In courts.
Truth is
You’re building a fort
Where ignorance is at its foundation.
And while you do not know yourself
You cry “you ought!” To a nation?
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
Double standards
Hypocrisy
One rule for them
Another for thee
Tongues dripping with lies
The fangs are almost out
Better watch your back
Or you’ll be pulling swords, no doubt
Under surveillance
The ever watchful eye
Monitoring your every move
To see if you comply
Rules to be obeyed
Judgements in the ether
You have to respect their laws
Or expect a sermon from their preacher
Live and let live
Doesn’t apply
You’ll be reprimanded
Though you may not understand why
If they disagree with your actions
And the way you prioritise
Because it jars with them
And you eventually they despise
So be careful what you say
And how much you divulge
For it may be held against you
And all favour you had annulled
For familiarity
breeds contempt
Sad but true
I lament
Best to put
Some space between
You and that ‘force’
That notices everything
Take some distance
Step right back
Shield yourself
From unwarranted attacks
I guarantee
It’s for the best
Extract yourself
From the vipers’ nest.
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC
Take your sword, let’s fight for democracy,
Blame the terrorists, say no to autocracy,
I wish there was no room for hypocrisy,
Hey… Wait… This is American philosophy.
We are monitored, we are safe,
Terrorists are captured, or deal is made?
We see a new target to detonate,
There was a kid, ups… just mistake.
Mr. Trump is listening to your I-phone,
You can reach him by saying: “hey clown”,
This is not the purpose, you were born,
İgnorance of what you are fighting for.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 9:15 AM UTC
Do not cry when am gone,
You werent there when i was torn,
Do not stand around my bed,
You never cared when i bled.
Do not act like you're in despair,
You turned away when i needed your care,
Do not lavish money on a bouquet,
A little less is all i needed to survive each day.
Do not speak about your love for me,
Your eloquent speech should have been kind words to me,
Do not show up in mass and numbers,
One or two earlier visits would have been enough to remember.
Do not be extravagant over the box in which i'll be laid
If i had the figures, my demise could have been delayed,
Do not preach about where i have gone,
You the living still has battles to be won.
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Why is it so complicated?
this life?
Why can’t everybody be the same?
happy?
I often hear of strange words
Words like hate, jealousy, war
I hear they mean bad feelings
Mum said we should never play with other children
That their parents hate us, that they are jealous
I don’t know why she said that
Because they laugh with us
They play with us
They give us some of their good food.
Sometimes I wonder why
Mummy and daddy don’t be free and happy
Just like me and junior
Daddy says we are Christians
We follow Christ
But Christ says love your neighbor
As you love yourself
Is that love?
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
they frown
at my tattoos
as I ride past their church;
I think if they had stones they would
cast them
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
***This summer I saw mountains
Thrusting out of the sea,
And mountains mellowed with age,
Rounded, softer, quietly returning to the sea.
I saw Redwoods: massive
Majestic, alive,
And marveled as I held seeds
From which they thrive.
I wondered at hands that could be so old
As those that carved the living stone
In rocks by the sea;
I stood in awe hundreds of feet
Beneath blankets of branches
Of ancient trees.
I listened as mountainous streams
Sang songs of the sources
Of life-giving waters.
I saw flowers too many to name
Running up and down grassy hillsides,
In and out of pine-scented forests,
Along rivers,
Through meadows,
Etc.
Etc.
Etc.***
*But why am I telling you this?
Because, of course,
I must prove I am free,
That I can see beauty
all around me.
But it seems
The less I feel free,
The less beauty I see, and
The louder I shout, “I am free, I am free”,
The more I scream, “I see, I see”.
It’s all a game,
You see;
you see.
I just try to follow the rules.*
August 1, 1970
(edited 10/11/2014)
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 3:40 PM UTC