#nada
Nothing, I want nothing
From you, except the truth
I am waiting at the booth
Come out clean with something
Better. I honestly want to hear
The truth. Stop the lies here
This is too much. Be forthcoming
I am tired of all the lies
Bring me the pies and the fries
Stop talking. Start singing
So I can rest and feel better
Liars can be highly creative
Cowards can be destructive
Nobody is a brainless sucker
This is neither a game, nor a hoax
You're caught in the hooks
Like many kleptomaniacal crooks
Things are clear and obvious, folks
You can fool a few
Not everybody in the wide house
Because you're a big mouse
You will get caught. You can *****
A few. You can lie all you want
You can rant, sing and chant
All you want, you can only fool
A few drowning in the pool
Everyone is watching, nobody is stupid
Go ahead, curse, argue and plead
The truth will come out very soon
Yes, you were looking for a boon
For a quid pro quo, for something
Yes, you were looking for anything
Quit bloviating for no reason
This is a new era, a new season.
Copyright © November,2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 7:02 PM UTC
Add your spit to my ocean, it's a game,
inherited from the ancestors
who added value, shipped worth as far as
worth was
reasonable,
this is worth that, and so on
until I decide to add a little shine
on mine,
I shine you on and say I'll keep both.
-watchew mean you think I said
I'll keep your attention, but I'll not pay ye mine.
-run the BG attention economy
we are the world we wanna buy a Coke®
for for for the whole world, like
flash falfash iony meme you remember, taste each
memory verse, did you
think
words un-accounted for go idle?
Dear reader, done is done, the reading activates the will
to know all things, or die trying…
- facing lies as the evil, not as dragons, nor bogus science,
- since hubris lets me say I know
Yes, each lessoning of the pre-surity
piled on children intended to be
us until we are old and grey,
the unnecessary extras, in the casts of thousands,
now digitally cloned in a virtual reality we can
live in, really,
we can live and breathe and have our being
in any bubble informed after
the sufficiency of evil declaration- simplification,
**** happens, and that's not evil.
What you do with what passes through you,
gut level wrestlings with ifery wasery failures
fallen angels, lame ideas, used
to manifest
the Manichaean evil that ate Tim McVeigh…
thank God, I did not pull the trigger,
and I am glad the other guy
did not die…
by killing the I instilled in the mind of a warrior,
2021 PS5, no jive,
meet me after school.
It's cool, this cyberspace superthoughttrain,
global brain, working on
behalf
bewhole be all you may imagine
on behalf of the priesthood of programmers
the guild of data gathering slave owners,
bit-coin level carbon footprints,
lo, look at those foot prints in the sand,
there went a bare foot boy,
see,
see the softest sand where the ants expand the way home
year after year in the desert, from here
to Tucumcari .
Ease your mind Jung-man, remember who the hero was,
he who survived
the making of the peace,
the institution of wisdom in the nick of time,
first mark
before ever the earth was or even the initial Higgs field
expansion,
an after thought, wisdom,
a primal
need for anything to matter, it turns out.
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 8:22 PM UTC