nepotism and fanaticism are the weeds
endorse not these poisonous seeds
nip them in the bud applying every force
save the world from the pangs of remorse
Don't destroy my beautiful day
The Azaleas are blooming, the chipmunks play
The roses unique, the hydrangea white
From the west comes an unusual clear, pure, light.
Mr. Atta, don't destroy my life and my day
Holy war drives you, ideals can't betray
But after work in the World Trade, 93rd floor
I was planning to surf off the Jersey shore.
Putin don't ruin my beautiful day
The fields are green, the sky a pearl gray
A missile hits a target, the target's my home
All I really asked was to be left alone
Sci-Rebels please don't glue yourself to the floor
The planet won't mend, but your hand will get sore
Whatever the cause, within reason please stay
So the rest of us can enjoy this beautiful day.
Please don't destroy my beautiful day
The sunrise is amazing across Casco bay
The sailboats come in, wheeling sea gulls cry
And though beauty must end, and humans must die
Don't be part of the problem, a runaway train
No peace for mankind when the fire's in your brain.
Constant below the belt down pinning is a manifestation of extreme fanaticism, especially of women to men and gay to men and implied sexual craving.
Prying eyes every night and day
Like there's no other things to do
Minds that always hope and pray
For their demi - god to pass through
One man's life is another man's living
It's a hell hole obsession
It's only themselves that they are deceiving
Like it's their only profession
Longing for his highness' apparition
Doing nothing but to twit
Like a crazy combobulation
Like a foul bird out of wit
They who know no other skill
But to twist their neck and babble
The same old claim, they always spill
Like they themselves do not stumble
They who are deeply fanatics
Like a cult in cloaks that worship
Old stories are all their antics
And his silhouette is their lordship
Too much fanaticism is idolatry
It blurs the eyes like bigotry
Worship not a flesh and bone
For, one true God is just alone
Don't give more of your attention
To an idol with human complexion
Watching your idol from dawn to dawn
Makes you like a puppet and clown
August 28, 2023
I'm the owner
of my presence
volunteer...
But not the owner
of my absence
as often occurs...
They put me present
where I don't wish to be,
and put me away
where I love to stay...
This is pure
imposition,
lock on mine
existence...
Unbearable abuse
that wild capitalism
invents... !
I'm for utility
of the money... but no,
I'm not fanatical... !
How could a poet be...!?
Can fanaticism arrange to provide the fermented rice!
along with the delicious dish of Hilsa fish,
so nice!
Today is the day, when,
Misleading the society; the preacher of the religion;
destructing peace and tranquility, sos
bark of religion is breaking open by their
activities.
They misleading the youth with delusional religious sayings
making them aggressive to make the militants;
innocents to kill by bombs and
the guns.
They think of themselves as heroes, fighting in the wrong way;
Their brutality is so extreme that
they even not hesitate to throw
mom and sister of their own
into the
bay.
Come out of fanaticism; break the barrier of religion,
to come to mom in calm;
Fanaticism could gives birth nothing but the war and the
destruction.
All religions are perplexed
crying out loud
today.
diseases maker
psychical fanaticism
never cures at all
Fanaticism is the sharpening stone of ignorance's sword of intolerance!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 July 2018
Fanaticism,
You, vengeful child of darkness,
Grandchild of ignorance,
Brother of terror and hatred,
Cousin of intolerance and fear,
Your abominable goal is to submit humanity’s psyche in
Perpetual torture
By indiscriminately slaughtering men,
Raping women,
Enslaving children,
Eliminating freedom and
Obliterating joy
Would wretchedly fail
Cause
God, couldn’t bless the abhorrent actions of your disciples
For
He is not ruthless, cruel, or vicious
But
Merciful, forging, and loving
Hence
Your dominion of oppression you wish to establish
A blasphemous monument in His eyes would be,
Contemptible by Him and His angels alike
Thus
Those who strive to prevail by committing your
Unspeakable crimes
Not even a glimpse of the gates of paradise would ever be
Able to see!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 August 2014
* Dedicated to those who have fallen victim to fanaticism around the world.
IN THE NAME OF RELIGION
WE LIVE IN OUR OWN MENTAL PRISON
KILLING OUR BROTHRS!
CURSING EACH OTHERS
WHO IS A HINDU?
AND WHAT IS THE ESSENCE OF CHRISTIANITY?
WITHOUT ANY REALIZATIONS ,
WE ARE DERIDED BY INSANITY.
..IN THE NAME OF ALLAH..
"WE ARE WAGING WARS ,LEAVING THE TORTUROUS SCARS!
WITH GUN IN OUR HANDS
WE FIGHT FOR OUR LANDS
BEHEADING THE HUMANITY WITH OUR CRUELTY..
. WE PREACH TERRORISM.TO THE YOUNG MINDS.
THE ALTRUISTIC IDEAS NO LONGER WORKS
FOR THESE FANATICS ARE INSANE JERKS !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Unless we finally stop branding
one another as pagans or infidels
and as heathens or barbarians,
we shall continue to imperil
ourselves day in and day out,
with genocidal bloodshed;
for there are many around us
who seek to ruthlessly decimate
those they see as not among them
while they preach and proclaim
universal love and world peace,
what monumental irony!
indeed, we don't normally do evil
with as much glee, thoroughness
and fiery enthusiasm as when
we do it out of religious zeal
that brooks no mildest criticism,
murderous fanaticism!
Perhaps,
it is in the most
unlikely hours and places
such as the so temporary
quieting down of the guns,
the stench of blood, of death,
the agony of the wounded, the dying,
and the final silence of the slain
in this blood-soaked
battlefield
that you may see
a night rainbow descend
to pay homage to the sullied soil,
and it shall belatedly dawn on you
that, after all, so much of what
is hazy, stupid or hidden
about peace, about war,
about patriotic fanaticism
is, as you lay there dying,
just absurd !
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