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MARKET-PLACE
English Poetry |
Kill the Buddha , Kill the Zen !
Kill their kith and their kin !
Kill the letters and its men !
Choke their voices , snuff their cries,
strait lace their choices ,
for Life’s a market -place
and invoices are kings of the Maze.
Buy the king ,buy the crown !
Buy the seat , turn on the heat!
Bomb the city , bomb the street!
Watch little worlds mincemeat .
Such soft targets , soft wares
Under the media glare .
Just apply some clinical care.
Create the icon, Create an aura !
Halo the flaws of men of straw
-awesome wannabes, larger than life
spreading strife .
Easy to emulate , easy to be ,
Suits the market , suits it to a “T”.
Unique ……..?
Only unicorns are .
Perhaps, the dinosaurs too .
And some precepts lost in antiquity ,
Also, some forcible lack of integrity.
Just fit in ,imitate ,unify ;
smoke a pipe ,twirl the wallet and buy .
Don’t dare defy.
Just demand with hitlerish gait
” What is the going rate?’
The king’s ransom for the swollen head .
The mocking bird is dead ,
so it is said .
Gr888 !!!
Unique !
Really unique !
@POOJA & @ LOHUMI
Thanks for the vote of appreciation.
sarala.
@SARALA,
Vociferous bombastic.gun-fire.
Kusum
@kusum,
Kusum,
It is written in despair. Mankind’s prime duty is pursuit of knowledge ,beauty and construction for posterity.Instead,it follows the Satan,s advice and moves to self-destruction. The last lines are allusion to Harper Lee’s book ‘ To kill a mocking bird “…an american classic .Both the killer and the killed share the blame.
Sarala