Copla Cuarenta Y Nueve This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y NUEVE: This Bad Guy World
Meantime we’ve got this Bad Guy World
Where the Bad Guys have it all their way:
Should Good Guys laze
If Good Guys stop toiling to mould
A better world in Tao Way:
World in a daze
The Grand Design calls for Spoil Sports
Those “society” thinks less of:
Who the hell cares
Bad Guys are made
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Ocho This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y OCHO: This Bad Guy World
How easy it’d be to believe
All is maya all mere figment:
Nada vision
Yet how might one make believe
All is night in the firmament:
Just illusion
Who has returned when breath has gone
Who knows no lasting pain in this life:
Who does not cry
Pain is real sorrow’s turned to bone
Separation the lone soul’s
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Categories:
cuarenta, angst, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Siete This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y SIETE: This Bad Guy World
Could humans be thought intelligent
And gods dumb blind bloody heartless:
Might it look true
Or are humans made to relent
Higher design by gods no less:
More likely true
Supreme God uses toddler gods
The rhythmic Shiva dance divine:
Yang-Yin la-di-da
Till humans learn to become gods
And submit to His Grand Design:
Lordly lila*
• Lila (leela): In Hinduism,
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict, creation, universe, ,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Seis This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y SEIS: This Bad Guy World
Religious hate-mongers pullulate
Gullets stuffed full make laymen loathe:
Sacred totem
Even football wins dedicate
« To Country, Race and team-mates’ Faith! »:
Sport’s anathème
When prayers rise from stadium grounds
For wins against rival teams’ gods:
Holy Crusade
Who plays whom on consecrated grounds
Little gods dribble balls with swords:
Pray in stockade
© T. Wignesan -
Paris, 2014
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Cinco This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y CINCO: This Bad Guy World
If all the people on this Earth
Decided to believe in One God:
Guess who jobless
Sure, humans need caring from birth
Not at the cost of sparing rod:
Coax hate madness
Who will speak for the Almighty
Must show proof of saintly presence:
Loin-cloth yogi
Not that there weren’t some thought saintly
They served lepers not malevolence:
Power
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Cuatro This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y CUATRO: This Bad Guy World
Animals mammals kill to eat
Thinking animals kill humans:
For their own gods
Most of all those who One god feat
Turn on themselves with blasting guns:
Schizophrenic gods
No founders of religion wrote
The words attributed to them:
Holy hearsay*
Clergies interpret arrogate
Late remembered words post mortem:
If gods could pray…
*Note: Excepting Taoism, but then the "Tao
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Tres This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y TRES: This Bad Guy World
No one’s to blame for being a dope
Nor for nursed beliefs from cradles:
Unless born Lords
Nor be blamed for sucking on dope
Nor for believing word riddles:
If told they’re God’s
Not what but where raised to believe
Born to parents in which country:
Pavlov rats all
If God loves and knows all who live
Why
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Dos This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y DOS: This Bad Guy World
This Life’s nothing but a sink pit
You wake up one day deep in it:
No one’s to blame
Yet the Phoney Fake Hypocrite
Don’t even have to try to make it:
Theirs is the game
Still here and there the genuine
Leave sweat behind them in chagrin:
Bled tears don’t dry
Those whose lives distil ink
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta Y Uno This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y UNO: This Bad Guy World
Engine turns on a principle
Whole physical laws based on it:
E-motion-less
Humans think their plight’s multiple
No one’s asking them not to quit:
Life’s such a mess
Whole planets and solar systems
In white heat blow up as Quasars:
Or Black Holes suck
Would pastiche Primal Soup poems
Paste poets on canvass stars:
The best of luck!
© T.
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Copla Cuarenta This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA: This Bad Guy World
The World looks good for those on top
For theirs the very handiworks:
The rest serve them
For long centuries top spun top
Some turned tables to take over works:
Looks good to them
If changing hands changes no head
Bad Guys gravitate up ladder:
World upside down
Turn the pyramid on its head
Vow of poverty for ruler:
Make good
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Categories:
cuarenta, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Monologue