A Lebanese Poet Ranting!

straightforward simplicity
thrives without delays

stupefied
strained
discounted
dedicated

misunderstood the concept
of boxing day
forgot St. Stephen
and saw the event as
shop till you drop
add flavor to the shop

another reaction to
thank you for giving
we offer all those
who participated,
a big discount

gather ye commodities
whilst ye may
Herrick
translated
in green
and other colorful
notes.

yet we...
yet we,
who created the alphabet
who spread the word
who sailed the seas
before discoverers
were born,
can't really function
unless in dungeons
by a group of friendly foes

democraticly embalmed
outlook of embarrassments
we are a feudal farm
with centuries left behind.

no change is immediate
no change is imminent
we are what we are
shamans designed to deny

oh lord help my people...
to get a few ...
who make this place
a pandemic ... to change
while chances are lost
at every millisecond...
and all what we do is nag:

who would save
the hiring
of the thirsty
monger
at every pause
pretending aengelic.

straightforward hypocrisy
rules my town
a global village
of so called profanity
in gibberish
and goblets
of blasphemous looking
designs.

give me this note
and I will forever
with bare arms
type verse
with two thumbs
to change versions
of mindsets
stalactite by nature
fossilized in engravings
of deep rooted
spasms

my fellow poets
my account of this
should not stop us
from the muses
that surrond us

let this not deter
us
from the universalism
of the human mind

your efforts
added to mine
we thrive...
are thriving
never following
but leading
generations
generating behind.

bequeathed and reliable
related and nominal
we price tags
we throw dices
of experiential lyrical
designs.

if everyone of us looks
just a bit inside
a reflection
of pure harmony
emanates from
the design
designated
by one designer
the mind
of
all minds
only sensed by prophets
actually poets
who saw all this
and registered it
at blinks
of a conscious
conscience
and an awakened
awareness

pardon this ranting poet
he means well
out of order
he decides
out of reach
he is cloistered
within verse
and poetic rhyme.


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