The lawyer hastily raised her hand:
---Your honor, my client isn’t feeling so well.
---Request permission for a short recess…
Right after the judge answered the client:
---I’m the judge, silly…
Right after the client cried:
---You don’t know what I’ve been through!
---Who are you to judge me?

Few reflects your light
Like the good-old moon
Most spear into the heart
With a five-pronged harpoon

listen to me, and listen good
you won’t hear it elsewhere
this is to make you reassured
a gruff sound from over there

take a sip of your cold, creamy beer
don’t brag though, just be aware
you could’ve been born around here
and i could’ve been born over there

your story then would be mine
it is as simple and cruel as that
get the irony in this harsh design
after all geography is pure kismet

different colors in passports
refer to different statuses
till we find better transports
it is bound to embarrass us

i’m burgundy you are navy blue
can you feel how unequal we are
i can only hope without a single clue
this reality will be tomorrow’s memoir

it didn’t have to be this way though
if it wasn’t for the chosen ones
we’re the puppets, it’s their show
dance already, you heard the drums

On the road from tipsy to drunk, I am
In good company, I mean; all alone
An anonymous ****** liked my poem
Without even reading it though

Science, technology
Knowledge, industry
All rapidly blossom
Awesome

Friendship, happiness,
Prosperity, peace,
All slowly perish
Hellish

Does believing start
Where knowing ends

This morning home was chillier than grief
And I was shaking like an aspen leaf
Till that first sip of the coffee
Which made me feel somewhat alright again
And, for some reason I don't know
It took me some thirty years back, too
To when my lonely heart was even lonelier
And wouldn't know how to love
Not that I can say it does now
I guess it was worse back then
Maybe down the road somewhere
I'll learn how to love
Or maybe, I'll learn how to love again
On the home stretch or something
Then I met you
Then I loved you
Or I thought I loved you
To this day
I don't know which one is true
Well, whatever it was, I loved it too
For it taught me a great deal
I was the student, so to speak
You were the teacher, so to speak
"Us" was the school, so to speak
I learned what having a warm heart is
I learned how to warm one's heart too
I even learned how one can cool one's heart
From fire to ice
I learned just about everything
From warm to cool
I learned all in that school
I even learned that
If one ices your heart up enough
To the freezing point
It will break into pieces so badly
No one will be able to...
Well...
I'd rather not say it
Not saying it out loud
Makes me feel good
Not saying it out loud, in fact
Keeps me from feeling bad
You were the first love
Hence, the first error
Over and above
An act of terror
I made women suffer me
After you, yes. It's true
On top of my frailty
You were a reason too
Then again, I probably learned best
How to semi-professionally detest
Maybe one more sip of that coffee
Will sort it all out
After all, sun's coming out
And before I'll know it
Home will be the only warm thing around

Don’t you as well wonder why
The rich is hungrier than the poor
Compared to a thief stealing to get by
A wall street big shot is more deceitful

Take all the politicians for instance,
They are so-called leaders, right?
Take a step back and look from distance
You’ll see that their leashes are so tight

Under the rubble
Of heavy greed
The mother trouble
Where others breed

I must be stupid
For not only not getting why
Authorities don’t print
And give the money away
Until not one soul’s left poor on earth

But also, not figuring out why
All the nations of the world
Are working their ***** off
Yet the only good thing in their lives
Is the increasing amount of good debt

Explain it to me without getting
Too technical with me, to look wise
Before this money thing
Brings about humanity’s demise

Now’s your only chance
To live your life and
Create your future
Hence, your past

When it comes to ego, I suppose
I can’t bruise mine and can’t **** yours
Some kind of auto-protection is on
Just the way 2021 should be designed

I was just looking for
A combination for my words,
Best possible sequence, you know
Not that I was achieving it
They chose to call me a poet
Not that I was deserving it

Shameless politicians
Corrupt corporations

Heartless warlords
With unsheathed swords

While hearing your raucous laughs
I feel so ashamed on your behalf

depends
it all depends
on too many variables
that aren’t detectable
mostly until during or
after the damages

Healing
And
Feeling
Are mostly
The same thing

Diminishing sincerity
******* polarity
Excessive irrationality
Abundance in disparity
Ever-increasing barbarity
Fading income inequality
His, her or your vanity
Addiction to popularity
Translates to peculiarity
Governmental irregularity
A lot of corruptibility
Destitute of quality
Surplus of insensitivity
Lack of responsibility
Never ending animosity
Disengaging actuality
Too much sexuality
Accelerating obesity
Elites: Malicious fraternity
Utter contemptibility
All about profitability
Causing instability
What a pity
And!!!!
True solidarity
Complete clarity
A lot of integrity
Quite some serenity
Stronger immunity
Back to respectability
Definite profundity
Old-school verity
And impeccability
Absolute race equality
Mutual generosity
Much less paucity
None of docility
Financial security
Fixing credibility
Growing authenticity
Waning negligibility
No images, real identity
A little conventionality
Maybe some spirituality
For sure, intrepidity
Equal opportunity
Lasting prosperity
Happier humanity
With fine dexterity
All necessity
If not!!!
Inevitable scarcity
Impossible maintainability
Increasing immorality
Spreading brutality
Thus illegality
Sheer inequality
Additional vulnerability
Air and nature impurity
Much less inhabitability
A separating community
Everything’s overcapacity
Additional promiscuity
With less heterosexuality
Way more criminality
Presumably more oddity
Leads to inexplicability
Rising radioactivity
Unstoppable ferocity
Along with hostility
Political den of iniquity
All that potentiality
On the verge of criticality
Oh boy, a poor posterity
More than a possibility
Around the vicinity
Shame on complicity
The End!!!