Keeper

decades I have been
things I have seen
future kings’ obscene
green politicians preen
scientists’ bane
philosophers in vain
entertainers bore
academics impure
viscounts stutter
barons in gutter
princesses flutter
then slip on butter
poor’s screams
education a dream
nothing it seems
stops rich being fed
education in med
philosophy, art
pompous fart
why it is so
poor kids like me
grow up in pens
guarding dirty dens
cleaning filthy acts
dirty secrets, facts
protecting wealth
wasting youth, health
so princes live
in dorms above
my spent age
for a simple badge
that I served here
retired and die
an enormous lie

Screw loose

A single faulty bolt
initiating grand revolt
few levers never pulled
dissatisfaction never culled
keep running discontent
greedy, solitary intent
ruling wills until eternity
there is fact, certainty
it will not be the case
leave this mad gory race
come to a standstill, halt
fix that life, contentment bolt

bathe we shall

water cleanses birth
readies purifies death
cutting with a lathe
gods came to bathe
one by one,
blue skies, sun
Sol, Orcus, Liber
Janus, Jupiter, Saturn
Genius, Mercury, Apollo,
Neptune, Mars, Vulcan,
Luna, Ceres, Tellus,
Minerva, Diana, Venus
prayed in nature’s girth
in maddening maddening earth

Magical moment

I
always try
many new things
this one is tough
pushes you, across the rough
catapults you, into deep dark heavens
Wizardry is required, to break the spell
Once it is broken and you have awoken
Life transcends, broken bends, magic has arrived, make amends

Volcano

Ashes suggest a burning desire
My heart wishes, it aspires
To come near you, endear you
Potency of my passion
Affection, compassion
You want to be near, yet not so close
fear of destruction, everything you lose
You know my nature, whatever I crave
Nothing survives, nothing stays

Recycle

Let’s not talk about affection
How about sins
How about grins
How about bins
With haste we speak
What a waste we seek
Sharpening our beaks
To call people names
Putting some to shame
Let’s not talk about compassion
How about lust
How about a tryst
How about mist
In kisses we hurry
In open spaces we worry
Fog makes faces blurry
Allow us to tame
Emotions and same
Let’s not talk about Love
I know about my state
I know about my fate
Who loves me, who hates
For redemption
Forgiveness
I am afraid,
It’s rather too late!

Branding

Recognising humans from what they wear
funny money they spend, consume and care
layers and layers, of incoherent importance

When shiny things lose lustre

Born with a
diamond crusted
platinum adorned,
silver spoon

Raised by virtuosos,
masters of fame
Tricks of the trade
by best in the game

Presents always
glitter and gold
all shiny new
Nothing ever old

Life has been kind,
too kind always
Nights been generous
Sunny all days

One fine day
age arrives
energy evaporates
body survives

all limbs injured
every bone hurts
used to be dames
now death flirts

presents still shiny
chests full of gold
all lose lustre
when we feel old

Perception

Innocence remains
The face is the same
Beauty hasn’t faded
It’s your eyes
Your harsh reality lens
And what you sense
Vision is jaded

Do I belong here

If not here
where exactly
Reality of life
is ready to hit
the true misfit
perhaps for one
last time
ready to quit
no black suits
no lamp lit
just solitary coffin
that is it