Val enjoys writing prose in rhymes by always leaving a message of a life truism in each piece.
We live in time when liberties are creating monstrous exaggerations in those basic aspects of our national and global coexistence. It's a freedom that changes our values into their perverted variants -- like patriotism into national narcissism, religion into terrorism, and ethnicity into some kind of "god-chosen" status.
At a very fundamental level, when seen through the hierarchy of an individual's mental forces, that "anything goes" version of freedom is replacing the sense of discipline and order with an almost anarchistic eccentrism.
Without that sense of responsible orderliness there is only chaos under this or that fancy name that's supposed to give it some justification. So it's only thanks to the presence of the nukes that the flares of hostilities are not escalating into activation of the doomsday machine.
Only that scare of total extinction seems to keep at bay that ultimate bullyism.
"Now we have space force" -- brags this president, with paranoid idiots applauding to that innovation in already insane arm race. So "now" they surely feel safe in front of all invisible phantoms of their morbid imagination.
And the same is likely happening across the ocean, with another bunch of military crazies -- no one showing any sober and healthy interest in making all global antagonism the thing of the past, and a shame to the homo sapiens of this 21st century.
So, why do I keep writing about this garbage of human coexistence? Because it gives me a pleasure to pry open some dreamy eyes lulled in escapism of denial and political blindness.
So that some day, we may stop throwing roses in front of motorcades of leading careerists with their orgasmic passion for power. Maybe we, the people of this politically exhausted planet, really have some sense left about whom we are electing to lead us into a more rational and peaceful future -- worldwide.
I am quite sure now that often, in matters of religion and politics, a man's reasoning powers are not above the monkey's.
-- Mark Twain
Politics Turned Religion
Like grass is most widespread in world of plants
so are political zealots in this brainwashed herd
proficient at everything from worshiping to rants
oblivious to this mass deception and its absurd.
The same brain that made a deity out of bull
is still at work with their political blindness
not meant to graduate in the life school
I can't name it out of sheer kindness.
Instead of leader serving without parade of power
and getting promptly fired whenever they fail
they get put on pedestal of an ivory tower
making their presidency a smooth sail.
Along with a whole bureaucratic machinery to feed
from the taxes so unfairly snatched from the poor
they cater to that parasitic and useless breed
enjoying their privileges and status for sure.
Just take a look at all that massive cheering
by a sheepish mentality of political believers
blindly following leader's suggestive steering
with lies and a deception flowing like in rivers.
Well, there are societies sober and smart
not making of their leader such a big deal
able to tell careerist and professional apart
not falling for someone's charismatic appeal.
Politics has turned into a new religion
differing by this or that denomination
making of a voter a gullible pigeon
taken for a ride with whole nation.
We say: "God is working in mysterious ways"
and the same allowance we grant to a leader
we may try to get to the bottom of each phrase
but that might take nothing short of a mind reader.
Choose your friends and mates, not by the money in their bank account, creed, ethnicity, or color; instead, choose character, actions, heart, and soul. When we bleed, we bleed the same color.
-- Ana Monnar
Ethnic Ego Crap
I don't see differences between nations
all are merely struggling , surviving folks
with the same hopes, fears, and relations
while the rest is nothing else but ego hoax.
Americans or Jewish, or Poles
nothing significant about them
bunch of ordinary human souls
not like some rare ethnic gem.
In every ethnicity you'll find the same
a genius, a fool, a creep, and a beauty
but some keep insisting on their fame
to recognize it -- well, it's no one's duty.
Wherever you go you don't see some avatars
glowing with superhuman vitality and strength
but so many are expecting a treatment of stars
broadcasting importance on a silly wavelength.
In collective ego-boost with patriotic exaggerations
they so proudly talk about "sisters and brothers"
while making such a big deal of their nations
finding something inferior about all others.
Nothing really special about ourselves to be found
but we're reserving that pride for our public face
trusting our unity, and all those folks around
but locking our front door for just in case.
A world without nuclear weapons would be less stable and more dangerous for all of us.
-- Margaret Thatcher
Nuke -- the Craziest Human Paradox
Except for some smaller, though costly wars
world as the whole is enjoying lasting peace
and despite some never really settled scores
threat of our self-extinction is not on increase.
Psychological wars will never cease
big money interests clashing no end
masses in a need for steam release
with hardly anyone acting as a friend.
But why is this specie still around
with steady flares witnessed in sight
without beating each other to the ground
this judging by an eager readiness for a fight.
Is it our religious brakes behind it all
or our high sense of morality at play
or is it Mother Earth's begging call
preventing one global size D-Day.
Nope, it is our yet craziest of all inventions
The Nuke -- biggest of all existential scares
stopping in their tracks any insane intentions
like ultimate cold shower for hot global affairs.
Meant to obliterate all cities of some foes
paradoxically serving as an antidote to war
with white-glove diplomatic ass-kissing shows
hypocritical like hell, but minding peace called for.
Thus, by being a hypothetical doomsday threat
Nuke is the best guarantee of the global quiet
for any idiot disturbing the crap would regret
with no winner in that size of a bombing riot.
If it hadn't been for this Armageddon warning
we would've already seen hopeful global slayer
and no one would have lived to see next morning
for thundering laughter of all gods ever in our prayer.
© 2020 Val Karas