Here I am my compatriot
Do not bore me with inanity
Stay in your lane dear friend
And let me stay in mine
For this is the season of anomie
Tempers are high and boiling over
Do not try to teach me good manners
Cause my patience has run out
And I can no longer listen to lies
Spewed from the pit of hell
To justify the position of your paymaster
While our father land
Gradually disappears from
The global map of decency
Patriotism calls and we must obey
Categories:
inanity, allusion, anger, anti bullying,
Form: Free verse
Its a conundrum to me.? In Ukraine i see; farmers
Complaining they can't farm' because of wars harm
The E U did help, droppling tariffs no stealth.'
In Holland its different..There the farmers are punished
Net zero ' and soundbytes don't encourage' the rulers
Are hostile.' yet eye the farmers lands in ernest.' again
I hear of shortage of foodstuffs, because of whatever.?
Or is it really all bleather.? In Holland they can't farm for
To the eco, they could cause harm? Yet there is much
Green help to Ukraine uranium shells? all is fair game.' Its
Zippe de do dah..' no masks now though i note ho ha..'
With unsanition and war scars, i did see them initially
2022 it just stunned me, i sense oxymoronica why would
Russia invade, in the plan-demic? Such a deadly epide
mic'
Its really not clear to me? Maybe others here could offer
Clarity.? Part the mud so I could see, any plan for humanity
For b evaluation it escapes me.' Apart from absurdity.!
Categories:
inanity, allusion, change, conflict, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Idris Elba speaks out '
Heirachy isn't democracy
Truth Is. No; yeller..?
Categories:
inanity, addiction, baptism, confidence, courage,
Form: Senryu
Can’t touch the holographic Xmas tree
no carols play amid the on-line crowd
no greetings – lest offense be taken
the “money changers” temple rules again.
No Red Faced Santa rings a call to Alms
just pop-up ads that beckon further debt
the sleighs replaced by Mr. Bezos’s vans
no milk and cookies, all that stuffs been banned.
But we will host a dinner “Oh so grand”
and pose before the cameras as they wait
for sustenance too frail to feed a soul
in vain attempt to fill their empty fate.
John G. Lawless
©12/12/2019
Categories:
inanity, change, christmas, culture,
Form: Verse
Quaint Inanity.
Sometimes ago I'd thought of the idiosyncratic Shenanigans our politicians employed in declaring their manifesto. They're quite rapscallions.
Exhibiting hoity-toities during their declarations of flapdoodle, they
Tune their cozenage to the rhythm
Of rascality.
And you see kaleidoscopic legs picking
The nimbus of the elfin music.
And they're swayed into cotillion till their Fela* commute to dirge.
18:07:23:18:52
Categories:
inanity, political, power,
Form: Free verse
The hour is late and my mind has been spent
my head is hollow, filled with spider’s fluff…
No, no that’s not exactly what I meant,
but I’ve used up my word ration on… stuff.
I wrote all day long, I’m thinking in song
and poetic forms are coming out wrong.
Morpheus, I believe I need some sleep.
Tell me, where do you keep the counting sheep?
Categories:
inanity, confusion, funny, on writing
Form: Rhyme