Civilised Poems

If

If it be lunatics rule half this world
And power mad despots tread where they please 
If tyrant’s fists raised, leave no toe uncurled
And civilised nations fail to appease

If Reds share handshakes to serve malign ends
And kooks with nukes make many spines shiver
If despots trade ICBMs with friends
And NATO’s one voice betrays a quiver

If hospitals shield a terror downstairs
And each side seeks resolution in war
If one hostage freed, frees twenty of theirs
And war will be war like no war before

If all this be so then are we not done
And should we concede; the countdown’s begun

An Aardvark Walked Into IKEA

An aardvark walked into IKEA
Why he did that I have no idea
Ignoring their calls
To try the meatballs
He searched for some ants out the rear

He does ‘civilised’ when he’s able
So found a flat pack dining table
He’d built one - not ever
In inclement weather
And thus it was rather unstable

You don’t see aardvarks wearing wellies
While stuffing ants into their bellies
And if he should drown
While slurping ants down 
Would it show up on closed circuit tellies?

He wouldn’t be humiliated
Embarrassment is over rated
The ground was now boggy
And aardvark was soggy
His hunger was not to be sated

So he snuck in to get meatballs - Swedish
He was wet so they gave him a free dish
He ate them real quick
And then he got sick 
Had somebody done something fiendish?

The police came and said, “Well I Never,
Was it IKEA food or the weather?”
They found lots of clues
They thought they could use
But they struggled to put them together.

Russian Aggression

The big bully of the civilised world the Russian Federation
Launched a barrage of missiles today hitting a NATO nation
Two innocent people lost their lives in the country of Poland
It's time for the west and NATO, to man up and make a stand.

Intentional or not the west and NATO, they should not ignore
Or we going to accept it was accidental until they fire more
Russia will no doubt blame Ukraine, that's the story they'll tell
The west now needs to send Putin a message and unleash hell. 

Vladimir Putin the aggressor started, this war in Ukraine 
Its now time to stand to him and inflict on him great pain 
You cannot reason with a terrorist country and that is a fact
No more pussyfooting around ,NATO and the west needs to act. 

From day one that psychopath has been spoiling for a fight
He now needs to be shown the power of NATO's military might 
Putins ageing equipment from World war 2 is no match for the west 
Its now time to put our firepower, and highly trained armies to the test.


Written on 15th November 2022

An Unusual Friendship

Sleek form of burnished russet fur
nimbly walking our garden wall.
Each night we expect this visitor,
indeed he has become an old friend.
No longer hungry, robust and fit
with a very fine brush.
He sits down quite fearless waiting,
dreaming of his potluck dinner.
I never named this creature,
although literature calls him Raynard.
He is the hero of countless adventures.
No, if I were to endow him with a name
it would be Liberty.
His species survived the great hunt.
In my mind I think 'how could they?'
No longer clarion calls and dogs barking mad,
with horses milling around.
No more port in the stirrup cup, 
a civilised gesture before barbarity.
But, back to my old friend the fox, it appears
he is no longer feral although domesticated?
certainly not. somewhere in between perhaps.
I love the way those piercing eyes gleam in the dark,
who knows how we are perceived?
Each night we carefully watch each other.
It is a distant friendship 
communication 
by way of food.



Pixabay image by rottonara

I Guess the Answer Lies In a Heart

A civilised mind has become the gem that glues this broken mould together 
it can identify each piece putting it properly in place of origin 
with the perfect picture hate attacks colouring around normal 
Attacking the source that painted this masterpiece vandalising the canvas 
criminal every alteration of the law drawn from the book of Wisdom 
direct approval of this deeply disturbing alteration carries a penalty 
sell your soul to the highest bidder right or wrong is where loyalty sits 
A tale of two paths where knowledge talks to the fool 
are you the ancestor of the ape or man this fence divides 
whom do you follow when you twist the truth with lies

Putin's Own Goal

You thought with your army victory was won
But Vladimar Putin just look what you've done
Sweden and Finland are now joining the alliance
Giving you the middle finger in their defiance.

They've seen what you've done in the Ukraine
And they do not want to suffer similar pain
NATO is now expanding like never before
And soon it will be at Moscow's front door.

Good overcomes evil every single time
In the near future you'll pay for your crime
But you can't leave Russia; you're in a cage
And if you do an assassin will engage.

Only your close family will mourn your loss
All the civilised nations won't give a toss
Your scum army too all deserve excutution
The sane world would see it as retribution.

Ukraine will win and they shall overcome
Your army are rapists and murdering scum
They'll always be synonymous with atrocity
And the image they portray is one of depravity.

Written 26th April 2022.

Texas - 2022

With a $10,000 peg
A Texan has no need to beg
Inside Burger Kings
A money bell rings
When anyone "murders" an egg*


*Unlike civilised people, Texans
count their chickens before the
eggs hatch, so they do not under-
stand why the Supreme Court won't
declare an egg to be a, "Live Birth"!

Farming Is a Mistake, Like Tik Tok

Troglodytes worked 
A twenty hour week

But I'm sat in the meeting 
Blinded by the pasty PowerPoint 

On the horizon
I misread the slide title as

'Come Touch Me Baby'
Then I remember that I'd read

The invention of farming
Was one big shambles

Cave-dwellers had it good
Then it all went to 

The earliest texts weren't poetry
But long lists of outstanding debts

Ben Franklin spat how when
The civilised man and woman

Were captured and then released
By Savage Life they would

"Take the first good opportunity
Of escaping again into the woods."

The meeting is over and we escape 
As the staff all wait by the school gate

Because we're three minutes
Early clocking out

We stare at our smartphones 
It hits ten past five

Out of the starting blocks
We call it a day

On arriving home we need
To call the bank and think

About hunter-gatherers
Hanging out and hooking up

Science Unsettled

SCIENCE UNSETTLED

In times when magic ruled the world
When charms and spells gave power and sway
Then words of sorcery were hurled
To vanquish foes and win the day

But now in days more civilised
We’ll not decode entrails of birds
Though, reasoned thought process devised
We still resort to potent words

One such expression widely voiced
In substitute for fact reliance
Flagged with blithe conviction hoist
This holy sacred  mantra - ‘SCIENCE’

In blatant contradiction to true meaning
‘SCIENCE SETTLED!’ bars rich scientific gleaning

In Times Like These

The farther we move the closer we get,
The distance between is a measure of love,
Bad memories of the past, you two forget,
New memories to create from here and now!

The mind was glued to things of irrelevance,
The office work and petty human politics,
The lockdown has been of great benevolence,
Cementing of love and elimination of conflicts.

The dark tunnel called the civilised world,
Was blinded with gimmick that were never needed,
So harsh in our words, in relationships cold,
Words of reason and wisdom went unheeded!

In the tormenting floods of viral disease,
Breathless, drowning, dying, many survived,
May the education remain when flood recedes,
In light of experience, let good values be revived.

In times like these your wisdom is your angel,
Guiding you past the rough terrains of fate,
A voice of hope, a post for eternal vigil,
It redirects your life by opening a new gate.

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We Sense the Sacred In These Peaceful Walls

We sense the sacred in these peaceful walls
Yet men have died in places that appal
Women too and children then unborn
Fell  into  cold dark earth in lands forlorn

As our weapons grow, our hearts are hard
The people live in Gaza behind bars
The water all polluted as taps drip
Is this  war  or is it vengeance  fit?

In Britain, it’s the poor who lose the war
As it was  when Jesus Mary bore
Yet here are clerics blessing marching bands
A military show for all the land

The genocide in Europe of  the Jews
The self destructive actions of the proud
The fields of France filled  sick with blood and bone
Who are we to cast  judgemental stones?

The War’s not over when the fighting stops
The soldiers and the  tortured suffer  shock
The widows and the parents all bereaved.
The  unborn children  hover in unease

We let the prisoners out from  camps of death
But who would take them in  or take their path?
The injuries will travel down the years
As still we fight and  still we live in fear

It’s Europe’s  grasp and greed which was the cause
Of death in Gaza, Syria,  in long wars
Yet we  judge we are more civilised
As we self defend with careful lies

But For the Nervous It Is Much Too Late

Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Deodorants,shampoo  and strange new thoughts
The anxious adolescent  in torment

Tampons,towels. skin care and defence
Confession, absolution, count for naught
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent

Wet and dry the dreams are wryly bent
We wake confused from what we never sought
The anxious adolescent  in torment

The virtues and the vices must be learnt
The will and the desire cannot be bought
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent

Parents’ words our own strength can augment
But for the nervous, it is much too late
The anxious adolescent,  the torment

“Civilised”. we  might just kiss a date
Until we lose our heads and challenge fate
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Poor  adolescent in   this  mad torment

Wolves Ate My Master of Wolves

The master of my wolves was so trusty
and so very good at his job,
without him my pack, unmentored,
would have run wild, but they never did,
my packmaster had them well in hand.
I don’t know where they are now,
my canines that I loved so much,
they disappeared when he died
in the jaws of less civilised wolves,
not a well behaved unit like mine.
Mine might have left in disgust, not fear,
at that shamelessly savage new lot.
A pack that I’ve never seen
left only enough of my wolfmaster
that I knew that they were his remains,
but worse than his untidy remains
they left a note, callous, gloating.
‘Haha – We Ate Your Master Of Wolves – 
Sincerely – The Wolves.’
I worry that they’ll huff and puff
and pick my front door lock
and consign me to the same fate
as my trusty master of canines,
I hear them at night, sometimes near.
I knew him well enough to know
that he was an excellent pack leader
and he was definitely the master 
of my dearly loved wolves,
but I can’t account for those wolves.

8th November 2018

Chicanery

Couach potatoes!  Scrambling for trivialities 
The eyes delight, detrimental to their intellect 
Immersed in gape at the melanin free race
Laying eggs of colloquialism to metamorphose into
Formality cherishing fool's errand with hilarious gestures 

Blindly swaggering when near a shelf of 
Bibliographies,deaf to the wail of books left desolate 
Heading for the sitting room to clinch the cosiness 
Of the couch which Springs up felicity like an oasis and academics viewed ad draught calling acidity

Recording "etiquette", becoming a lady or a gent, 
Being flirty trendy and touched 
Like an umpire as points scored 

"civilised" if this be be, count count not l among thy subjects 
Cast me away from thy chariot ,
Exclude me from your parade 
Aloof stand l, outcast l proclaim

Oh Hell

O hell! O hell! I see you will not repent
To say against me for my descent;

If you were civilised and knew the truth
You would wipe out your wisdom tooth.

Can you not hate me enough without malevolence,
I do not think so for you seek prevalence;

If you were humans, as humans you are not,
You would not use a vicious tongue to rot.

To lie and conjure, and ridicule my parts,
For you know humans have the wrong hearts.
Hearts filled with envy truth that comes out by fits and starts.

Now my rivals are ready to cheer my capsize
For your pleasure and for your heart’s enterprise;
To conjure tears from my weary sad eyes.

With your disillusions, you became out of sort
To offend a human like you, and to extort
A God’s creation all to make him thwart.

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