Concpiracy Theorist
a conspiracy nut
everything is a lie
shouted his gut
but the t.v.
says,it's true
do you love
me baby
or the half naked singer
looking at you
damn this brainwashing
box
it's always on
even when you turn it off
the 20th century left
it's fox
one eyed pod
one eyed god
shutters
wink report
and nod
couldn't get enough
of him
i begged for a god
a whole lot more slim
now whenever wherever
it's me and him
the i blamed the apple
so came cheap sung
with his song
5G fake ass brains
showing off the latest
thong
from
the you tube to the **** hub
who needs company in his tub
singularity the ill way
now I can hear
sister morphine on play
all day
distance distance
let's fade from existence
it's the new world order
a man can marry a man
so long feminism woman
and pussy hearted man
everybody's gay
hang on strap on
come on
everybody
wants a talking teddy
teddy is demandless ,
teddy won't mind all the
wireless
I could be a naked lunatic
typing wisdom
i could be a chained slave
preaching freedom
I'm me
I'm i
don't know the difference
so save your whys
me and my humanity
long. ago broken ties
it's the
transhumanism
revolution
where everything
is bigger but less
damn you Lord sandwich
damn you and your sick norm
everything is on the go
come to dinner honey
i prepared dinner at the table
naah ihad a sandwich
you and your family fable
you outta see a doctor
I think you're having
anew complex
it's the family complex
where your wife is no closer
than your ex
few fruitful intercourses
along life's discrete course
a family photo
with the famous till death motto
well death didn't come
but you left the photo
only the departed
are labeled late
could death be late
or is it mocking fate
meditation
masturbation
sure cools you down
pressure points of the
universal clown
one is plastic bombastic
the other and the game
of the shacking clown
in his fantasies
the sick joke drowned
not until later
he's lost to be found
life is takeaway
poem without a rhyme
too fast for tub time
take a fast lane shower
wash away dirty sublime
life in the fast lane
gotta alleviate the herds pain
entertain ,entertain
chuckling sounds
bleeding hearts
universal house arrest
too dead for a cardiac arrest
even the clown
saw no point in hiding the frown
after all
nowadays everyone is a clown
it's no profession
it's a silent confession.
tamer hossam
Copyright © tamer hossam | Year Posted 2020
Copyright © Tamer Hossam | Year Posted 2020
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