Short Self Interest Poems
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Clarity. All great thinkers lack it. Self interest is the only means necessary to conquer your one and only kingdom; - The kingdom of self interest.
The curse of public opinion,
feigned history of the truth
Generations of self interest,
freedom—time abused
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
A life spent in pursuit of vain glory and only of self interest is one our Lord's trust has betrayed!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
06 March 2017
The road of self-interest that politicians follow, leads the country and its people to their doom!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
19 May 2016
I wonder
I wonder if
I wonder if there
I wonder f there is
I wonder if there is anything
I wonder if there is anything above
I wonder if there is anything above Self Interest
When you have money
the world stops to listen
The content no matter
gratuity bound
The dollars indulgent
as charlatans glisten
Self-interest the mantra
— with greed to compound
(Septa R5 Train: January, 2025)
Those who truly love freedom
justly and unconditionally
are excellent people...
Almost everyone else loves it
in a certain way and
out of self-interest...!
The raw material
of America
intrinsically damned
Its nature
and character
lost out of hand
Divisive
vindictive
self-interest gone wild
A narcissists
graveyard
— misused to beguile
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
From the soul, comes logic and emotion
Rationale and objectivity, Passion and belief
It's flaws of ego, arrogance, and self interest
All are self-evident dimensions of the soul
To find ground in only one, hinders only yourself
Married to correctness,
divorced from the ideal
The truth becomes enigma,
veracity to steal
Facts bury in self interest,
the cheaters run and hide
All trysts a fated exercise
—philandering with lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Self interest abandons us all
Politicians on the make
shades of muddied truth
flicker like worm casts
Information over lorded,
lingering secret conversations
in dusty corridors
The consequences need no mentioning
The reasons I can no longer comprehend
tonight
the dark
comes with
skepticism, doubt, distrust.......
tonight
the pain
touches
incredulity and scoffing
tonight
the loneliness
comes for
an inclination to believe that we are motivated purely by self-interest
-September 06, 2019 Chattogram
Family is...a promise,
Family is...a responsibility,
When there is respect, love,
Only then it has stability.
Homes with lust for money,
With no love, only self-interest.
What better they are than sand castles on beach...
...Transient, a disappointment at best!
Oh, empathy,
you divine child of love,
I implore Thee to help me sacrifice my
self-interest
on
the altar of common good
for
humanity's sake!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
27 March 2020
* With God's blessings let us unite to fight a common enemy!
Accepts leadership as headache
Unites all subjects to agonize
Turns workers into complaining robots
Holds all under him suppressed
Organizes team work for failure
Result oriented management a bluff
Invests in man power for self-interest
Tests set goals to check cheating
Yearns for mishaps to misappropriate
Oh, Empathy,
you divine child of love,
I implore Thee to help us sacrifice our
self-interest
on
the altar of common good
for
only in this way mankind could put aside
their differences and find solutions
for
the benefit of us all!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 April 2022
You can’t make a deal
with a Judas
As tenured
they govern on high
Like the British
who sought our indenture
With graft and self-interest
they lie
You can’t play the game
any longer
When rules only favor
the few
Where freedom is held
as a hostage
And verity’s fairness
— askew
(The New Room: March, 2025)
Idealism
versus
reality
In hope
that Quixote
prevails
Disappointed
again
reading the trends
Materiality
draining
the grail
Peer pressure
determines
what happens
Not some
high minded
value or tome
Greediness trumps
what our virtue
holds dear
Self interest
hitting
— closer to home
(Villanova University: January, 2024)
Let it remain
ovarian pure. After strangulating
the truth,
for hypoxic euphoria.
Flies in your face
the dirt,
the denial, the terracota
of superposition of speech
hiding self-interest.
Blackened crozier
for wrinkeled crotch
drops the ashes of love
on unopened buds.
Weeping willow sways
in warm winds of prayers.
Strawberry in holes
nothing like bruise.
SATISH VERMA
Slam it hard,
yeah its your point I am talking about,
do not go round about,
identify the nail head,
hammer it till it turns red,
people have opaque minds,
clothed with rhino skins,
they hear little and understand even less,
mostly they do so when it is self interest,
rest of it they simply ignore,
whoever said that listening was an art was right,
however to get heard its a real fight.
The barren feed the barren,
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Faith will master self-deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
I could have earned a penny more
If I had the right papers
Would have paid tax of the little for sure
If I had the right papers
The man who pays us under the table
Works us for nothing because he is able
I could have believed in all this stuff
If they gave me papers
Every web glistens, every speech a bluff
Without the proper papers
Self interest is the only game here, friend
We are dragnetted as slaves, why pretend?
Motived by self interest and the chance to explore,
walking with prerogative as though above the law,
without any opposition an unstoppable force,
there’s nothing irresistible in scavenging rewards,
when suddenly there’s danger the hunger is no more,
invasions are incursions when there’s no will to endure
prerogative evades when the fear knocks on the door
it opens to reveal a coward, oh how the mighty fall
The barren feed the barren
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Joy will master cruel deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.
The barren feed the barren,
and empty hearts a like in manner seek
to satisfy a sadness, stuck deep
within the marrow of the meek.
They blame the cheerful, and cast
them far beyond their realm of consciousness,
while coddling the joyless with sorrows
that would spoil true happiness.
Faith will master self-deception,
reduce to ash the flame
of ruinous self-interest, and sow
the seeds of gladness once again.