An Analogy

Gays and rebels are the same
They want something hard to claim
Rebels want the lands even
Gays they want to sip semen

Gays and rebels talk silly
They act and dress more freely
Rebels steal and burn houses
Gays predate and wear blouses

Gays and rebels share a goal
Fire in the hole! Anus hole!
They keep bragging off their deeds
And liking it when it bleeds

Gays and rebels terrorize
The norm of us civilized
Gays they seek for penile fun
And the rebels cheer is gun

As these gays flock the suburbs
Rebels also in numbers
March the line of peace for war
Gays they do it in the bar

Oh! and let us not forget
Both these perverts have their set
Of leaders whose intellect
Coincide their dull defect

Fluent use of odd discourse
These gays' way to intercourse
Rebels make and use their codes
Then later a bomb explodes

They compliment each other
As innocence they shatter
Their hearts, something lunged inside
Is where a thrombus reside

If you see this as insult
Try to see first the tumult
They caused our society
Adds to my anxiety

Due to their perversity
Both made good analogy
Their genus flourished since then
Will God castigate these men?

He speaks of bullets, yet he loves peace

Who are you, who planted hate
On our rich and tranquil ground
Tilled by our forefathers great
With their hands and sweat of toil

Now you come and you proclaim
In a provocative tone
That this land is yours to claim
To corrupt, infect and own

You said its the way to peace
If we'll just heed and follow
So you can plunder with ease
And hang us in your gallows

Gallows of your monarchy
And capitalistic ways
To secure your dynasty
With a vile and greedy face

Leaving us miserable
In a preposterous lead
So bitter, so terrible
That is why we must not heed

To sign the bargain of fools
Maybe, like tying a noose
On our necks to feed the ghouls
Whose desire for power rules

In the sign of crescent moon
You hide behind armaments
That speaks of pogrom, and soon
Harvest hate and arguments

The old scar incised again
Blood will run to it once more
To fertilize the soil when
Men think of others no more

We made them Masochists

Ti's so hard to call the winds
Even more to calm the seas
Our sense of idleness wins
If you're contented of peace

Yes, but not all peace are just
There is peace whose sound is death
Peace on those who work on rusts
Starving peace whose short of breath

For his well has long been dry
Is a child who knocks the door
Give his life or leave him by
Will you open up and pour?

Turned down our voices so dire
Oh peace! what have we become?
Of the poorest third world choir
We are the most feeble hum

Heedless until you're headless
The promise will never come
As the needy and food less
On their penury's succumb

Others sleep on rusty chains
Deprived rights, the justice keep
And it magnifies their pains
You enjoy your soundest sleep

Evils on offices hide
Elitists do more than crimes
Courtrooms, their decisions fried
Are you not aware this times?

Go outside and see by far
From you, a pyramid built
Being deaf is what you are
Where's your conscience, where's your guilt?

The Carnival of Flaws

I had once on a Carnival
Witnessed an ebony show
Where Actors are criminals
Whose lousy acts i most know

I await, the curtain parts
Their delightful Gothic dress
And their hypocrisy starts
Takes the stage no more no less

Monopoly it is done
By masters of theatrics
Corruption for them is fun
Dirty game of politics

Center stage i am surprised
In there was our president
Self and croonies brought demised
Hopes of a nation ardent

Full of life is that stage
Likened to a market place
Senators are being sage
Sit and talk then got their pays

Oh! they the common figures
Seated, chest in, bellies out
Pregnant like are their features
Congressmen just getting stout

Mayors i can never miss
Overtax for concubines
Ignores the streets filled with piss
Heir to throne is a blood line

Lousy acts, and stupid dance
Entertained the none of me
Hit them stones, if had the chance
Poor audience will be in glee

Unimpressed of scripts of lies
Seated on this frozen bench
Got the votes, then promise dies
Thirst of greed that none can quench

After all , conclusion draws
Lousy actors take their bow
On this carnival of flaws
I'm about to burn it now

Murderous Symphonies

Must you hear the grimmest new
Sea meat scattered on the shores
Funereal hymns of the pews
Made by poison used for ores

Must you hear the crispy cracks
Giants bow on chain-saw's song
Rapist that are free of tax
Virgin forests live not long

Must you hear exploding grounds
Tremors made by metal beasts
Flattening of all the mounts
Unborn ones see the least

Must hear the silent cries
Chimney's spew unholy fogs
Of factories, Infant dies
Murderers are greedy pugs

Tribulations there, rest not!
What more mourning must you hear
Our sole lot the aliens got
Must you hear, lets struck them fear

Bow not to a highness

When foreigners neared, tides churned
Counter-clock wised volume knob
Murkiest confusion earned
Dire silence covered on cob

It was never cowardice
My shame, not that i am shy
For i saw in them, hubris
They raise themselves up on high

Far not from your royal friend
Intellect and wealth you boast
Living with your latest trend
And i refuse a fake toast

Here you came, you must adjust
You're no boss and you're no God
Away, our native ores you lust
Extract not with our own blood