From: So-called Nonentities To: Nigas and Whites who rule the world

 

 

"Democracy is a mockery"

Nobody can deny

Where? It's everywhere!

Nobody can deny

 

Leaches on the mattresses

Nigas in the sky-scrapers

All mighty whity fans

Rock and roll the nigas' cans.

 

To call us morons

Do you dare?

To say "Blame it on me"

Do you care?

 

You worry about some stones

Are they mightier than your nukes?

You query about Buddhist teachings

Have we slandered yours?

 

Keep your asses

Off our matters;

Cause you were toddling

At the time we were shimmering

 

 

Not in your neo-colonization;

But in human civilization.

 

Note:

 

These thoughts were aroused by the blog-post and related comments which can be reached via the following URL

 

http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/hiphopmediatraining/253602/akon-sexy-chick-video-considered-blasphemous-to-buddhists-sri-lankan-visa-denied/?page=2#comments

No-Job Company

 

 

They wait and pray for an unknown angel,

An angel who breeds loads of pennies.

In those picketing dreams they see their angel

With the jingling and glistening pennies.

 

"The hand-to-mouth existence" of which they might have learned;

Is the only option left for some.

The others whose parents spend the pittance they'd earned,

Upon those efforts with just no out come.

 

With heavy hearts which lack consciences,

They play their parts in crowded streets

In public places they offer services,

Which cause the cops reach banging heats.

 

In the elecrtion-summer they get some sweets,

That make them trapped through their ecstatic senses

And of course they've to pay for those sweets,

With a cross that makes them forever losers.

 

There's no difference in the final outcome,

Cause both parties get a hearty laugh.

Though the company gets no income

The rates and statistics remain high

 

There lies the wonderful verity

Hidden in an unidentified global network

The company marked in the history of humanity

Expands further like a divine woodwork

New milestones

 

"Second to none" I've heard they say.

If you haven't, scowl at me you may.

Whatever the things we strongly believe,

May be the things they've told to deceive.

 

Is it only us who have been fed thus?

Is it only us who are to be tricked thus?

Aren't we supposed to pass them on?

So that the future minds to will be gone

 

Efficiency, productivity and all this bluff.

Strategies and management just make them all stuffed.

It's this 'time' who does the trick

None can stop it from slipping it within a click.

 

"Old is gold" so does the 'time'.

All one wants is just the 'time'

Many to be achieved and more to be lost

Few may win but many get lost.

What’s wrong?

“The dear departed” before “The Proposal”;
O level rubbish, haunts me still
But just as two phrases… hmm yeah, phrases,
Now they make sense within curly brazes.


Some hearts are to be offered,
And the others are to be earned
Aren’t there any for sale?
Does my question drive you pale?

If the peace can be bought and sold,
If the world can be put in a mold
Why can’t the hearts be bartered
Shouldn’t norms be re-smarted?

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