What’s simple and not so complex?
Rich spokespeople hawked FTX
Crypto they’d assure
Is so safe and secure
It would never bounce anyone's checks
Author's note: Just an example of how far behind government regulation is. Of course, do we ever need to regulate anything? Just ask the duped what they think. Be careful out there!
BTW, I have been reading material about Mr. Sam Bankman-Fried. Turns out he contributed heavily to the democratic party, some republicans, and others to kill regulation that could have prevented this.
Once came a smart tinker to Baltimore
He peddled his pots near a dry-goods store
He hawked them all in one day
For whatever folks would pay
Then hurriedly left and came back with more.
written January 19, 2022
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Vulnerable honourables
Who wear the outfit of oppression
And vicariously dishonourable
Upon putting our nation to recession
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Magnanimous messengers of doom
Offspring of greed, kindred of impunity,
In conspiracy who prey on our security
Piercing our gallant soldiers with gloom
Chiefs of mischiefsare-
Peaceful promoters of poverty
Constantly canvassing continuity
In power and personalization of public property
Turning we entity into a nonentity
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Juristically judicious judges
Who swap judgment for payment
Transforming prisons to lodges
For penniless paupers to torment
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
The various ambivalent voters
To whom tokens be given
In lieu who hawked their quota
Of fortune and their children’s children even
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Impartially official officers
Whose working formulas be tribalism
Absenteeism, favouritism. And those Lucifers
Dwelling on the deck of vandalism
Chiefs of mischiefs are-
The series of sinister citizens who
Art devoid of fear of God
Perishers of our betterment at home
Crushers of our dignity abroad
OSPREY
On skies, you glared predator-proud talons and beak curved so
sharp as narrow-vision> focusing on doubling plenty to millions...
Prey abounded, you soared, till rivers faded to an unseen creep
richly sipping of bounties seeping DDT, while in your high tower
eagles hawked tainted by death unaccounted, until eggs fragile
yielded cracks in their oval, speed-plummeting to cries of: why…?
(10/13/2020: '89 Hacker-Craft; Truckee)
This Year
This year is Annabel's list
A pi chart of expenditure
For sure my enemy's treat
I say I am breadwinner
Please no more adventure
But Annabel is a bombshell
She squawked and hawked
You have more lies to tell
While shopping I am not balked
She bought a watch for me and talked
I know its not the end
Its just an exposure
I know she will never bend
And I must keep my composure
At bed in her enclosure
Sponsor Francine Roberts
Contest Name This Year in English Quintain
Poet: Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
04 January, 2015
The place began to settle
With birds calling the night canopy over
Hawked flights stilled to silence
Like the closing of blossoms.
At eight, Mary started hawking
Supplies, at Creek road market
Little Mary!
Hawking
Up and down
In the hazardous market
''Buy your ice water''
Every now and then
She would cry
Many a kids
Also hawked wares
Hence, their continual cries
'' Buy kerosene''
'' Buy your ice water''
'' Buy your ice cream''
A customer's beckon
Always triggered chaos
The struggle to sell their wares
Some kids crossed without
Watching
Upon one hawking day
A reckless driver hit Mary
Slowly, she lost her breath
And went down in a thud
The driver escaped like a mad dog
A folk of traders like an ant colony
Gathered about the child
Shaking heads with folded arms
Soon they dispersed
With a tale to tell
How Mary, the hawking child
Died with the night
But shall arise with the sun no more
somewhere (as you read this)
a young person who has been slaving away in a diamond mine
loses their hand on the chopping block,
or perhaps their whole arm is mauled off in front of others
to make a point that
those who are poor should not attempt to take from the
rich
&
far away (maybe not too far away)
a young couple who’s been together 6 months or so
get married in a quick thrown together ceremony to
celebrate their enduring love
with the diamond responsible for the loss of a hand, an arm or a life
sticking out from the young woman’s finger
to symbolize her proper & acceptable behavior,
in the eyes of society &
in the eyes of “god”---
while the two are seen as mutual possessions of one another now,
in two months,
while at each other’s throats, they decide to bail the whole thing,
having made such a rash decision &
the ring gets hawked for a percentage of its original value---
if only it was so simple to get a hand, an arm or a life back.
You cannot know the depths and darkness I have seen
You do not know that challenges there have been
You do not know the heights of insanity I’ve seen
You do not know the road I’ve walked
You do not know how others talked
You do not know the shame I’ve hawked
I do not know what I have lost
I only know the paths I’ve had to cross
I do not seek pity
I bear it with humility
I wear it only within me
Others I cannot or will not envy
I face it alone
I do not seek pity
In the end everyone faces it alone
I laugh but have no pity
It was just meant to be
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