Category Archives: Ecclesiastes

Syrian-American Sanctimony 

The latest gas attack in Syria

Pale youth scream in Arabic “I CAN’T BREATHE!”

Sends media into hysteria

On couches, in front of TVs we grieve
Crocodile tears of the perpetrators

We cluck our long tongues, acting innocent

But this war’s ours (we’re collaborators

This is something we chose not to prevent)
We fund The Islamic State by proxy

For they are they are the Wahhabist bastard child

Saudi (& we’re hooked on oil like Oxy)

& we watch the 3rd world charnel house wild
Our lives are built on the ruins of lies

Archaeologists will unearth our ties 

Ode To Today

In all of my boring redundancies 

I continue to see life’s novelties 

For humanity’s great insurgencies

Assault me with stunning velocities 
This year’s seemingly fascist takeover 

Is the Phoenix’s violent escape

From the prison to which we’ve surrendered

Freedom under conformity is fake
Oversimplification of living

Religion’s most palatable optics

Will maintain the laity’s infighting

& keep us from injustice’s topics
Who says that we have to participate 

In people’s lives that we disagree with

It seems to this layman the debate’s fake

For most others are neither kin nor kith 
Freedom involves the liberty to err

& let your three year old play with pistols

For the racist “right to bear arms” is there

“Well-regulated militia” diapers 
If people find their lives so meaningless

That only Afghani heroin works

Let them buy the oblivion painless

& become state sponsored addicted jerks
It the daughter you’ve imperfectly loved

Gets impregnated by the proxy, Pete

She needn’t have all her plans aside shoved

To do Bible interpretation neat
& there’s one more thing I want to say here

You have no right to humanity flee

The automobile is a convenience dear

But we must stop subsidizing driving, see 
Cars must bear the cost to society

& the environment their ease destroys 

Walks near others evolved humanity

“Ghettos” of “others” are just racist ploys
I’m glad that I said these words to the wise

To my way of thought, life was once better

Think of what freedom means, don’t me despise

Try to be a liberty abettor 

Snippet of Mortality

  
Resist or concede it doesn’t matter

Only your mortal coil wanders these cells

Participate or fight: it’s just patter

For the duration these walls are your hells

Endless Sonnet

  

Each wave is identical

Also completely unique

Repetition: practical

Their differences oblique
Each person watching waves

Is completely different

But like banister staves

Cooperate in bent

I sit by the river

Of autos driving by

Observing, I wonder

If there’s a reason why

Why do I consider

The altar of nature?

Morning Sonnet 8-10-15

  
The morning arrives, an un welcomed guest

Demanding attention, telling stories

Into their conflicts & feuds you are thrust

Each dawn brings you it’s own set of worries
The world never needs to know my feelings

My opinions of people’s shortcomings 

Do not need to infect all my dealings

& interfere with my life’s smooth runnings
Tolerating existence’s problems

And leaning from difficulties’ drama

Builds immunity, a special nostrum

That makes me just like the Dali Lama
I accept all the dawn’s difficulties

The tolerance that they build makes me free

Abyss Sonnet



Into these temporary abysses

Merrily we fling our bodies & souls

As if this misery would dismiss us

From human’s* self-imposed soul sucking holes

The deeper we venture exploration 

The more absence and nothingness we find

The harder it is to play our station

And dream of some mortal human justice

We find within existence’s vortex

Only artifacts of our endurance:

Despair’s abysses will stun the cortex

& synthesize spiritual assurance

Don’t seek the abyss of nothingness yet

Life, humbly-well-lived, will better get

“Inside Job” Sonnet



“Happiness is an inside job”

No one but ourselves can please us

Don’t look to wealth or churches’ God

“Worldly Pleasure” insults Jesus

True happiness is fulfillment 

It’s found deep within your being

It’s not another installment 

Or product you can go buying

If you want more than just freedom

Your goals are pro’lly not your own

Happy with less is not treason

Greed: into your heart has been sewn 

Look to your heart & soul & find

True happiness is “peace of mind”