I am an ugly looking big creature. An out-of-the-box-wisdom preacher. Usually Kool and unusually weird. Full of 'spirit' and never tired.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Our Leader

His ameliorated ego rules his torpid conscience
His nefarious character is hidden in his presence
He is our so-called politician
Who changes shape like an amphibian
A smile on the face and wickedness inside
Here comes the leader, our nation's pride


He can expatiate obsequiously to the people
Promising development and building of steeple
Mellifluous are the words he says
Deception is the only thing that stays
Feel the cacophony inside these turgid misguide
Here comes the leader, our nation's pride


The Kafkaesque terror that he originates
With sedulous pursuit of envy and hate
Is still opaque to the common man
Who are verbose in praise for this he-man
An arid heart under the sanguine face he hides
Here comes a masked miscreant, our nation's pride

Monday, May 09, 2005

What is a Feeling

What is a feeling?
A chemical orgy that turns the heartbeats nomadic
Or is it the steady thoughts turning sporadic

Is it what happens when
I see the half naked kids on the road
Taking a nap oblivious of their open abode

Or is it something when I am with her,
Trying to decipher every word that she cant utter
and if it's 'yes' or 'no' as her eyes flutter