I've never been to Kathmandu
it's highly unlikely I'm ever going to
and I don't consider macaques the least bit holy
while some there choose so to do
tho' they may be Nepalese aristocracy
no they won't make a monkey of me
such couldn't leave me any colder
as it's all in the mind's eye of the beholder
and who decides what is 'God'
of all possibilities chapter and verse in the universe
why give such Old World primates the nod
how about a slug or a ladybug
polyphyly and insects are equally relevant too
in fact if we're allegedly created in 'His' likeness
why not me... or even you?
I am a circus freak—
collar popped,
polka dots.
You throw apples
and boo;
I hate all of
you too.
I’m not bothered,
though.
One day, I’ll
start a revolution
and set fire to this
whole place.
You see me as a freak;
I see myself as one of
you elites—
three-piece suit,
walking cane.
I’m going to
dismantle
the aristocracy
internally.
Join the cause
or die.
There is a serious conspiracy
They want me out of the aristocracy
Born a plebeian, I aspire to be a ruler
They cannot stand seeing my cup, any fuller
They come for my henchmen first
Then whet, for my blood, their thirst
I am going down, think they, without a fight
Remember my day will come, keep me in sight
The moon was on its wane
Men enjoying killing animals in sport
Gallery floated by nymphs
Followed by princess and her mates
Hitherto hope sustained,
Anguishes over ruled,
Staggered by sickening quality
Merely were they impeded by malign?
What instinctively I loathed is futility
Wondered, foul villainy will rein?
I dreaded rather a dark pit vaguely
The archenemy of the delicate ones was creeping on apace
Already the suppressed mob had begun
To learn anew, one old repeated lesson
Becoming reacquainted with fear still be seen
I clearly could see the prince of Athena wins
While all remained busy with excitement,
It floated into my mind once again
Is it just stirring up in vain?
As it were by the current of my meditations?
Hypothesis on aristocracy continues,
Mockery on upper class sustains……..