If you insist
I admit I’m racist
When it comes
To all ignorants

As far as soul’s concerned
The most accurate combo
This is what I’ve discerned
Weakness, flam and limbo

I’m predictable
For some reason I don’t know
I’m so proud of it

Prejudice
An inner noise
Stops you from hearing

Ignorance
An inner hinderance
Stops you from seeing

Even though historical facts say
They are not from the same mother
Adolf and Bibi, at the end of the day
Aren’t that distinct from one another

People, spend their time
Like it ain’t worth a dime
Are not aware of the self
Let alone their other half

My mouth’s speaking
Doesn’t mean a thing
Unless the said is heard
Loud and clear by a third

We need to learn
Not to lie
Not to fight
Not to be greedy
Not to be corrupt
Not to be ignorant
Not to be jealous first
But just because
We have smart phones
And ****** electric cars
Or over a trip to Mars
We think we progress
Progress my ***

Five Zero Two Bad Gateway
Grew into a daily incidence
A bad fate for poet, anyway
A call for an urgent diligence

In fact, regardless of who
All has a place in the heart
Some are strike-through
And some are underlined

Losing you didn’t mean anything
Other than finding myself
Which was everything

Got wasted
Fell on the sun
****-naked
It wasn’t fun

More than tipsy
On a balloon
Saw the gypsy
Crashed the moon

Dipped his feet
In a crater lake
Non-stop drumbeat
Heavy headache

Before him, parked
Was witches-broom
The day was marked
By magic mushroom

First, there were oligarchs
I might as well stop writing
People tend to think otherwise
But, second is yet to come darling

In this open-air prison
Feel free as the bird
For the simple reason
You can’t polish a ****

Ignore working on essence
The two things make sense
For your useless presence
Will be make-up and pretense

Tell me my little
Do we solve the world’s problems first
-Hunger, poverty, inequality, wars, that is-
And then fall in love with each other
Or do we fall in love first
-Hearts, eyes, lips, rainbows, that is-
And all the problems are solved at once
Be careful with your answer though
It will tell me a lot about you
As my reaction will about me

Poet’s job is to put the words
With the backing of the muse
In such an order when heard
They’ll tell you about a bruise

I’m more interested
In hearts love broke
Than hearts love healed
Call that skepticism
Or simple realism
I couldn’t care less
Till you know to love from to possess

Oh laborer, so you have labored
Three hundred and sixty four days
Now’s the time to be remembered
That is, May the first of all Mays

To show the true affection
Marriages must be banned
People! Hear this interjection
It’s the best poem I ever penned
:)

Most don’t even try
How can they face it
Rush blinders block the eyes
Tell me, who’s gonna chase it

Willful deafs and/or blinds
Never see how truth shines

When humankind is the subject
Slow is fast and fast is slow
Chew the cud before you object
You too will see this ironic flow

Even a simple act
Such as sleeping
Turns to a drawback
If the soul’s suffering

Soul is only soul
If mind is not foul
Mind is only mind
If soul is not blind

I’ve never heard of a dishonest leopard
Or a cheating cheetah for that matter
I haven’t spoken with a corrupt eagle
Doing things I find rather illegal
I didn’t meet with a warlord grasshopper?
Nor a giraffe being the nastiest plotter
Never seen an ethnic massacre of sparrows carried out by pigeons
Or Panda’s killing koalas in the name of panda religion
Neither did I hear a drug-dealing squirrel
Nor a cat applicant with fake referral
Newspapers never read an alligator
Acting as the river’s agitator
No birds to sink so low being the bid-riggers
Or fish terrorists pulling the triggers
These are the problems that humans face
The ultra-superior, ultimate, master-race
These are not even problems, man! Just basics
And we succeed to fail in all. Let’s face it
Being the only incompatible creature
Of the whole system, we call nature
Answer me this! Who are the irrationals?
Honestly though! Us idiots or them animals?

I actually agree with you
And I’d admit that too
If I weren’t an operator
Working at a call center

If it doesn’t change
From person to person
OR
From nation to nation
A pure, simple justice
Is the sole key to happiness
Except for the super riches
Why worry about those sons of *******

What if all the states take
One percent tax for the poor
For every dollar the rich make
As a mandatory justice cure

When I’m writing poems
I hastily think I got-’em
The deadliest mistake
That I witlessly make