the great roman farce and associates limited Deceived innocentskiss his robesgrovel about this king of conservative uncertaintyfools in believing something can be gainedby bowing to the Holy Doctrine of the oppressedmeekness, humility and servilityinventions praised by the powerful with a laughand the Chairman of the Vatican Bankurges the masses backwardlike trainers whipping animals in theContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “the great roman farce and associates limited””
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Poetry Corner: “Piggies”
Piggies Look at all the little piggiesguzzling out of the troughleft piggies centre piggies right piggiesbut all the samememe choseechoes of belchessimilar but of varying intensitywhat the hellthey all wallow in the same slopa feces paradiseat election time many enter the slaughterhousethe remainder devise menus for the apatheticinnocent Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome”
Calling reality Too much television syndrome Where is shethe one who will capture my soulnow struggling thrashing tremblingbattling the treacherous currentsof turbid conformity will the magic of this single womangive freedom and understandingfrom the senseless blindfolded hordesoverly anxious to meet me with crucifixionthe nails of hate, jealously and competitionwill she be the healerwhet the bitternessoutContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome””
Poetry Corner: “Child of Thalidomide”
She was a forcefully deformed little girlthanks to Health Canada approval of the drugthe father could not bear the torture anymore sohe walked out the doorleaving the sobbing mother on the floor She grew strong and tall with a beautiful faceand a razor sharp intellectexcept for that slight misfortuneAll she wanted was to be lovedContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Child of Thalidomide””
Poetry Corner:”calling all talented and aggressive people there’s a place for you in our organization”
Calling all talented and aggressive people there’s a place for you in our organization the effusive smilethat greets with impressive handshakescrushes more than the handpolished shoes of gleaming cold deathcapped fangs of the coiffed predatorsbutton down shirts and mindsamidst the chattering of back stabbing baboonsclustered on the treeclimbing ever higherignoring the screams of the fallentooContinue reading “Poetry Corner:”calling all talented and aggressive people there’s a place for you in our organization””
Poetry Corner: “It’s mainly because of the meat ( a day at the hospital)”
It’s mainly because of the meat (a day at the hospital) Defying fatethe numbered pieces of meat are kept tender by the singing of the dart ladenFlorence Nightengalesthey lie glisteningsome in cellophane wrapfresh and cleanfor the bug eyed greedy fate regulators and their machineswhite clad techno princeswho sound the charge armed with reams of slaughteredContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “It’s mainly because of the meat ( a day at the hospital)””
Poetry Corner: “Bruno the Barber’s spoilt moment”
Bruno the barber’s spoilt moment For years while toiling in an office towerBruno was my barber full of stories of wonderbeing the consummate barber requires both cutting and conversational skills On vacation to Nova Scotiaa stop for lunch of clam chowder and crackers to munch Such clam chowder Bruno had never ingestedbut after leaving whileContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Bruno the Barber’s spoilt moment””
Poetry Corner: “Hysterical silence”
Hysterical silence Canadian Rocky Mountains with majestic craggy mysticismawe inspiringtimelessproudtowering over Ken and Barbie dwarfswith mobile phones assaulting the peaks with pictures Soon their blind eyes tiresuch strenuous activitythey can see the damn things on their screen at homeso it is off to air conditioned retreatsof polyester and synthetic leatherdeodorized compartments of the living dulledContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Hysterical silence””
Poetry Corner: “When New York City wasn’t such a friendly place”
When New York City wasn’t such a friendly place At first what appeared to be a menacing glancelate at night you can never tellbut there is moreas the steel rips through your soft belly Mocking Thanatoshas conquered Eroswhoweepsin silenceamidst the red flashes Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “Behind the Iron Curtain before the fall of the Berlin Wall”
Behind the Iron Curtain before the fall of the Berlin Wall Being a party member is a responsibilityWe serve the people with our utmost abilitySo to say we obtain the privileges of an aristocratic nobilityis sheer and scheming capitalist naivety We serve our mighty land and peoplemerely a gunshot (as Beria would say) away fromContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Behind the Iron Curtain before the fall of the Berlin Wall””
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