Jesus Christ preached tolerance.
Mohammed did the same.
Yet modern day messiahs,
Have brought upon them shame.
The Hindu faith is peaceful,
Jainism and Buddhism too.
But religious fanatics
Spread hatred through and through.
Every war is ruinous,
Many human lives are lost.
Conflicts benefit no one.
They come at tremendous cost.
Let us break the shackles,
Of extremist discourse.
Let's spread peace and harmony.
Let's be a positive force.
Jesus Christ preached tolerance.
Mohammed did the same.
Yet modern day messiahs,
Have brought upon them shame.
The Hindu faith is peaceful,
Jainism and Buddhism too.
But religious fanatics
Spread hatred through and through.
Religion is a binding force,
Meant to guide the human race,
On the path to righteousness,
To achieve the Gods’ grace.
Misguided by avarice,
Nations are driven to war.
Artificial boundaries
Created; humanity tarred.
Every war is ruinous,
Many human lives are lost.
Conflicts benefit no one.
They come at tremendous cost.
Let us all break the shackles,
Of extremist discourse.
Let's spread peace and harmony.
Let's be a positive force.
For too long has Mother Earth,
Borne the disasters of wars.
It is time that mankind joins,
And travels together afar.
Let us forget jingoism;
Join the brotherhood of Man.
Eliminate all conflicts.
Together, we surely can.
If I could go back in time,
I’d go back to when I believed in soulmates
the way I believe the stars in the night sky
guide us to a predetermined destiny.
Poorly illuminated by the moon,
leaving you to seek yourself intentionally.
Well,
I’ve learned you can throw away fate
when you make an extremist choice,
deviating against that destiny.
Like salmon in the springtime,
we kill ourselves only to respawn,
and reinvent new regret
in search of things we think we need
but already possess.
Now,
I don’t mean to come off as nihilistic or depressed,
but I’m slowly starting to stop believing in prepackaged outcomes,
and have come to the conclusion
that only children believe in soulmates.
At least I did when I was a kid.
Now I know for certain,
love only exists when it’s convenient,
and the stars, more often than not,
pick favorites.
I've been feeling happy lately,
But my happiness is dull.
Maybe it's because I've not done things,
That were supposed to be done.
Lately I've been dodging bullets,
Never meeting your eyes.
Maybe it's because I'm scared
That you'd see through me,my lies.
Oh,the things I've done,
If you knew you'd resent me.
I've killed myself,
Killed your hope and rushed your dreams
I'm still dancing like a lunatic,
Like I'd have a prize to win.
Oh,the things I've done,
I know you'd hate me.
I've given heart away to the people,
Who don't deserve me.
It's 11 pm,
I'm sleeping but I can't,
It's pounding my head,
Thoughts of regret and hoping.
How will I ever show you my face?
Once when it's all over and we meet again.
I pick up my pen then I put it back,
Cause if I started to write this night won't end,
I'd be soaked in regrets ,blood dripping from my hands,
You'd find me dead in the morning .
So I lay awake staring at screens,
Escapist extremist is what I call me,
I don't sleep so I don't dream.
My dear Grandma
alive and kicking
on this sunny day
modern medicine
and
miracles of science
life is a balance
between old and new
extremist aggressions
replaced by
rational transitions
not the end
only Zen
What is all this wild, crazy talk of Civil War
From enraged right-wing extremist groups?
Is rabble-rousing all they are living for,
A mad cadre of gun-toting nincompoops?
Who revere a narcissistic con man as a god
Cloaking themselves in conspiracist theory,
Clearly not discerning truth from a fraud.
Far-sighted Americans are growing weary
Of those who would tear down our nation
For the sake of a misguided egotistical man,
An ignorant fool risen far above his station
A desire to be a dictator, a diabolical plan,
Time will prove the folly of these miscreants
Our nation is stronger than they suspect.
We patriotic Americans give no credence
Flag, Anthem, and Constitution we respect.
Written August 14, 2022
Speak no ill of our 3 letter government agencies;
they are always watching out for our rights,
they are working for us.
Don't you know you are just peddling enemy disinformation!
Don't you know you are just repeating
conspiracy theories?
Nothing to see here.
No one is above the law except....
You will be considered an extremist
if you protest, ask no unauthorized questions.
Never cross the line and don't ask what line?
Don't speak about faith in anything but us.
You will be audited,
investigated,
we are sending 87 thousand more
armed revenue agents to your homes
to keep the peace.
Never run for political office unless you agree
with our official position and have been approved.
Everything is good, eat less food. It is patriotic
to want less, expect less.
The Ministry Truth is always watching.
Have a nice day - do what we say.
For crying out loud America!.
Because of you I'm unemployed!
I can no longer threaten you with violence..
And I'm really very annoyed.
It's my job to make you fearful..
I'm an extremist and political threat..
But you are shooting each other in mass numbers..
And that was my job.. or did you forget?
How can I now be a Martyr?
You've stolen the World nightly news!
Another mass shooting in America!
Someones bad temper has blown a fuse!
You no longer fear the terrorist..
I'm no threat to the way you live..
However.. you fear thy neighbour..
You'd rather shoot and kill instead of forgive.
Afghanistan! would anybody give a damn
perhaps had a chance, under Uncle Sam
They gave them weapons, to fight Talibans
enslavers of women, for pleasures of man
Kabul was thriving, the west brought calm
young ladies attend school, sitting exams
Mullahs hid in exile, with extremist Imams
Allowed back in, by surrendering Afghans
Another failed state, turns hardline Islam
say they've changed, nah just a big scam
The door was opened, they choose to slam
right back to poverty, from where it began
Religious fanatics, resume same old sham
beheadings, torturing, cut off some hands
Warped Sharia law, interpretation of Koran
no A la carte, only one recipe, Allah flambe *
US couldn't stay forever, done all they can
must watch Russia, China, Nth Korea, Iran
In tragic war situations, there's no exit plan
want to point a finger, start with bin laden
* Play on (A la Flambe) no offence intended
to moderate peaceful Muslims*
Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
25/08/2021
Bull activist,
stupid extremist,
proselyte of the kettle,
talk of nonsense...
Dry caca taster,
vinegar wine taster
Junkie food bib,
hero of nonsense...
Rotten ego massager,
pimp and donkey sycophant,
mongrel among the donkeys...
It's pathetic, paregoric and illiterate,
you're a goofy politician,
fumbling fuse,
fuze of confused...
You're an upturned splinter,
a wild bombshell,
a pieces of smelly,
a moldy sponge cake,
brainless crumb,
disturbed flour,
a bucephalus steak...
A serious candidate for exile,
exile beyond hell,
because neither the devil wants you around!
If you know someone like that,
unfortunately my friend,
I only despise you...!
An extremist is always avoidable
Yes; nowadays I am addicted to you!
O Love
In me the thoughts of you are poisonous
I know my addictions are excess
Excess anything of necessary is poison
But I do not know what’s heaven
I do not know where’s my goal or who’s God
Love for you is everything in me
When I imagine heaven
Then it seems to me- the heaven is beautiful,
Eternal peaceful because of you O Love
If you are not with me heaven will be hell
In the seraglio of heaven
I am the sepulcher of any hate
Let me come to the caravansary of heaven
Let my serenade be the seraph for you
Let me be more addicted to you
Let my heaven be more seraphic
Because of you let me be poisonous, extremist of love
-14.11.2020 Chattogram
A large building burns,
black-clad thugs dance around it,
reporter stands in front of flames
claims they are ‘peaceful’ protestors.
A courthouse surrounded,
lasers used to blind officers,
fireworks shot at building,
media claims they’re ‘peaceful’ protestors.
City-blocks ruled by thugs,
terrorized citizens watch children shot,
mayor sides with the traitors,
claims they’re only ‘peaceful’ protestors.
State democract congressman attacked
outside of the capital itself,
the news downplays it still,
claims they’re only ‘peaceful’ protestors.
Women driving home on her car,
surrounded by ‘protestors’ with clubs, guns,
they attack her car, smash her windshield,;
fears for her life, she hits the gas to escape,
thugs are hurt, media claims, ‘Right-wing extremist! Nazi’
…?
…!
Eff these lefties. They stopped being ‘protestors’ a long time ago. Lock
them all up.
WHAT IF Written Pre-Pandemic
What if a rigid thinking, extremist group
Decided to do something about Planet Earth’s
Over-population,
I mean let’s just think about this, fantasy
Of course, Just a vivid imagination!
What if they wanted to eradicate and eliminate
At least fifty per cent of humans’ world wide
And the ‘HOW” would leave nowhere to hide.
The secret would purposefully be let to leak,
So that chaos would reign, terror would spread,
People would freak!
Traversing from one side of the globe
To the other, Armies and Air force alerted,
Governments, Presidents and Prime Ministers,
Appeasing and trying to calm hysteria,
A killer cerebral virus, a very aggressive malaria,
To be released the news headlines said,
Within days millions will be dying or dead!
What if fifty per cent of the rest of world
Were told would be allowed to live,
People then going into frenzy,
Who was to stay alive and who was to die?
What if this extremist group succeeded
And brought this horror to fruition,
What a demon like, despicable ambition
What if?
Think of the film Inferno
That virus was caught just in time,
And so the hero prevented an
Inhumane crime!
Extremists do not reason or discuss
~ They only name-call and sling pus
for sociology, politics, economics
theology or any other ethics
extremity
in human character
at every step of life
patrons terrorism!
extremist
mostly avoidable!
-July 26, 2019 Chattogram
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