Puissant, in a perverted sense,
tormenting my being and essence.
Self-centered, supercilious, bloated, loathsome enemy;
daily presence, such stress is deadly.
Regardless, in peaceful times, when my mind is able,
I do what I can to detach.
And tonight, henceforth, as far as I’m concerned,
that pissant doesn’t exist.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
Are we there yet?
The beginning of the end?
And other clichés.
… Utterly screwed,
totally confused,
you, me, and the chimpanzee.
As leaders invoke, abuse,
wartime memories:
sacrifice, heroism, bravery,
and lambs to slaughter.
… This legacy they died for?
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
This life, like a diabolical futility treadmill,
going nowhere but round and round,
always more shit to keep us “grounded”,
“knowing our place”,
stuck in quicksand.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
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The English gentry get angry,
very angry,
when they get confronted.
Gentry, “genteel”, “gentlemen”,
*scum*.
Like demonic children they prance about,
utterly pretentious,
dressed to kill,
armies of dogs and idiot villagers in support,
foxes to slaughter,
today and tomorrow,
they rejoice in bloody hell.
Above everything, though, it’s a statement,
of their rights and privilege:
they are the upper class,
and you must never question them,
their authority,
or
their stupidity.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Politicians and media impressed,
it was a peaceful protest:
Marchers clanging pots and pans,
banging drums,
waving banners and flags.
Message stated,
message heard.
Peaceful protest.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Yesterday, they sent me to an Institute For Noble Maidens.
Today, they send me to prison.
Tomorrow, to the lunatic asylum.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
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A million things, I’d like to say,
to make the world a better place.
… But no one’s listening …
It’s the businessmen, politicians,
bureaucrats, celebrities,
“royalties”,
and media Mafiosi
who get all the attention.
In short, it’s the people
who want to keep you down
and rob you blind,
keep you deluded and complicated,
these are the people who speak,
are heard,
understood,
and obeyed.
…
Today, it is decided: no more plastic bottles!
Tomorrow, you will drink from a cattle trough,
with a bell around your neck.
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
You think you *know*
but what you know is a version,
the vision & sound allowed to you
by those who control
the dissemination of information.
Be assured, whatever the topic,
it suits someone’s agenda.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Waiting in line to be frisked, told to take my shoes off, or more.
I wait and watch.
I shake my head at the extravagance, expense and tediousness of the security measures.
Wow, welcome to the “Land of the Free”!
How did it get to be this way?
Oh, terrorism, they say.
(Boston strong and secure… or something similar…)
Yes, terrorism, I reflect, and the pieces come together
as I realize that all of this suits the state’s agenda:
power and control,
over you and me, everyday people, our souls…
they don’t care about our safety (they’d send us to war & death in a flash!)…
They only care about power and control.
And the terrorism thing is the perfect cover for them to exert over-the-top measures, to monitor and control
you, me, us.
And we let them.
Fear and bullshit rules.
I take off my shoes and do as I’m told.
(To such a state of excellence we have evolved!)
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
Regardless of what your American relatives tell you,
everything, indeed, is relative:
truth, justice and the American way,
is truth, lies and compromise.
…
The answer to the question depends upon time, place
and who is doing the asking.
…
Objectivity is admirable but, alas, illusive,
and screw liberal “New York Times” hubris.
Everything is
what the powers that be
want it to be.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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