Life is no sense don’t you think? How much of it actually makes sense? Its just us filling time We are just tiny specks in a great broth Of galaxies and black holes ad gas clouds We are nothing so we try to make structures And meanings for ourselves Some things are deadly serious Like pain, hunger and human suffering These things actually hurt people They only seem meaningless to people Who aren’t actually suffering them Most of us have a persona We project to the outside world It’s the part of us they see And then there’s the it behind that Which remains with us When we turn the lights out Its really old fashion to have a soul What we are individually Sometimes a bit incomplete But there’s this thing inside us That’s the core of what we are
Some of our nation’s leaders’ve set a bad example For as they abuse, exploit, mow down and trample The very good people who put them in power Yet when rebuked or condemned they shower Them with long bullets as in the Arab spring Where the wrath of the people is still ringing From Yemen to Morocco
The Arabs have gone loco Finally coming to their senses They’ve broken down defenses Putting an end to autocracy Replacing it with democracy Be careful of what you wish for, hm! they say Ensure you’re not caught in a political estray In the West mankind is very unkind too At times biting more than he can chew Sometimes he is too proud to admit he’s wrong Instead of waving and singing his patriotic song As in the case of Uncle Sam Camouflaged as a big scam The most powerful country in the world Running around with its flags unfurled As millions of folks are without medicare
As the two parties jostle for votes in fear Here the rich can get away with murder Paving their way with a sly good lawyer Some are caught quickly in quagmire Plying their trade as a suicide bomber Many innocent folk suffers and get hurt As innocent by-standers lose their shirt Some unkind men pillage the earth Extracting and weakening its girth
From the oil, coal and iron mines Aggravating so many fault lines Then there are the vultures Who disregard all cultures
They are below man’s feces Killing endangered species They prey upon the weak and poor Dispensing all their hard drugs to them Luring them into an addiction problem Just for the green backs Using AK-47 in attacks And so it goes even when caught It always turned out to be naught For the Drug-lords sold their sole They know every law’s loophole Then they are the real hypocrites who really pray They’re the ones who go to church every Sunday Their sole evil intention all hell-bent Is to make Barak a one term President And then go to the big white house arena
Debating issues to benefit the taxpayer Using filibustering as their con Eventually nothing is being done Mankind has become very cruel Behaving worst than a darn fool Where men abuse women and children Done solely by machismo egotistic men Single mothers become the breadwinners The grand-parents become the care-takers And children without parents to love Look for it in all places but not Above Many fall in cracks by the wayside
Then they are in for long hard ride Mankind who used to be your brother Sadly today they’re killing one another And there is fundamentally very absent Respect for each of the commandment We really have to back to the basics Discard our hypocrisy and tricks Respect the laws of nature
Do not be so darn cocksure Stop texting learn to talk to one another And go back being our brother’s keeper




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How low can a man go
Just to make money
Some will sink so low
Even sell their family

We have seen how they destroy so ardent
The flora and fauna since birth
And how they’ve abused the environment
Thus destroying Mother Earth

They are killing one another
For the riches of the earth
They would invade and destroy
Just to get their own way

After so much tears have shed
Stifled by so much gross insensitivity
Have we really lost our Godhead
That we have eyes and yet can’t see

Of all the destructive catastrophes
The bloody waters of the Taiji Cove
Stands out above the rest like breeze
Sicker than any bad politics they wove

We have evolved as a being with no empathy
We are all omni-magni appetite consumers
A blood sucking normality conforming society.
Who can’t say no as a bunch of meat eaters

Man the killer of dreams
And everything it seems
But man can do better yes he can
He can choose his meat or go vegan

Man the killer
And destroyer
Of his very own kind
With a corrupted mind

Man the lover of wars
Leaving painful scars
Where-ever be goes
When-ever be scores

Man the killer of dreams
And hopes or so it seems
Whatever he finds
Like young minds

Man leaves trails
When-ever be fails
Of broken hearts
In flesh marts
Without meals
In paddy-fields

Man makes the poor, the poorest
Especially in the rain-forest
Displacing the poor aborigines
Depriving them of their means
To eke out a livelihood
As he preaches brotherhood

Man the abuser of wildlife
With his gun and knife
Using it with no care
To collect his souvenir
And when the animals fall
He hang them on his wall

But man is a sinner
A killer and a loser
Destroying our planet and all
Which would be his downfall



The most powerful negative word is HATE
This one son-of-a-b**** word was with us
From the beginning when Cain slew Abel
When Moses came down from the mountain
And saw his people whom he just freed
From the jaws of the Roman Pharaoh
Partaking in idolatry and debauchery
He threw the Ten Commandments
On the sinners and many went to hell
But mankind was always evil and hateful
And we can’t have love if there’s no hate
But then you can’t keep on hating
Unless some are profiteering from hatred
In modern times we have witnessed
How some divide and rule
Or spread hatred to cause division
Then the Saints came marching in
As peace makers with sly grins
We had our fill of the Cold War
But the foundation was built on hatred
The two big superpowers parry and thrust
As injustice lasted for over 5 decades
Each aiding and abetting by proxy wars
Creating havoc leaving millions homeless
From the Suez, Berlin to the Cuban Missile crises
Erupting with Korea, Vietnam, and the Yom Kippur wars
Spreading from Ethiopia, Angola to Mozambique
To the Middle East in Iraq and in Afghanistan1
Many stood their ground and never succumbed
And eventually love reaped its rewards
The crumbling of the Berlin Wall
Was showered with uncontrollable love
On both sides of that vicious wall
Unity of the two Vietnams and one Germany
As we wait for Korea to become humane again
The war mongers are always waiting
In the wings for the next warring nation
Hatred needs ammunition like guns
Tanks, planes, bullets, rockets, mines and bombs
Folks are getting richer as the refugees pile up
As the UN fights a hopeless case again and again
And we we create more strife and wars
We get more temples, mosques and churches
And we end up with nations of pure hatred
But we can’t keep on hating
Surely we have seen its not working2
We ask why they hate us?
They answer, Why you hate us?
Why not try loving one another?



Whether you be regal or a minion
Your smile really has no opinion
But it eases the other person’s mind
Its something you don’t easily find
It says “Hello its ok relax man,
Life is too short I understan’”
A returned smile answers “Thanks bro,
You put me too at ease with your glow”

For a smile takes about 17 muscles only
A frown takes over 43 and its very ugly
No wonder a laugh a day
Can keep the doctor away
Believe me we would all go insane
For laughter carries away the pain
In hospitals they encourage laughter
For it makes the patients heal faster

A real smile has no opinion a sign of honesty
It faces anyone or anything a sign of bravery
Unlike sneers and frowns
Looking like faked clowns
And they are filled with malice and with anger
That’s why some can smile in the face of danger
They’re brave and are right into your face
Where the others hide under the surface

We can take a page from our kids as grown ups
Who smile all the time playing with their pups
Look at our kids at play both girls and boys
Smiling and laughing with imaginative toys
Or seeing babies as pure blank slates
Smiling not yet oblivious of their fates
For they haven’t been yet corrupted
By adults’ opinions not yet adapted



What this world would be
Without our women
Don’t be stupid, dummy
There would be no men
For behind any good man
There is a good woman

There would be no world
No country
No flags to be unfurled
So empty
For women bring love into play for all
This sometimes adds to man’s downfall

What would the world be without fashion
It would be a real mess
Living in a bomb-shelter without ration
Seeing a man in a dress
It would be like a hive without bees
Living in a desert without any oases

Imagine a world without any bikini
No G-string
It would be so barren, no beauty
A sad thing
There would be no healthy beach
And nothing for all men to reach

No matter how man prays to the above
He’d be left with a world so barren
He would never be able to fall in love
In a world so dull and foreign
It wouldn’t be a world but a big joke
Like drinking good rum without coke

Men would be left facing the wall
For men without women
There wouldn’t be any Taj Mahal
A cock without a hen
It would be a sad, wretched world indeed
And men would have no use for their seed

And those commercials about hygiene and Secret
For which men have no need
They say their pH-balance don’t make them fret
For which men take no heed
But whether they use Massengill or wear panty-hose
A rose by any other name is still a bleddy rose

Men would surely go robust and bust
The macho stereotype so sterile, so vain
What would men do with all that lust
Like going the other way in a one way lane
That’s one sensation of which they would be deprived
Which can’t be replaced no matter how they contrived

Without women there’d be no heartbeat
Men’s hearts would not last very long
That would be the cause of men’s defeat
There would be no love in their song
Their world would be in monotone
With poor men’s hormone all alone
No night life without night-gals
Boring, boring
Men can’t have fun with their pals
I’ll be snoring
It’s women who maintain the balance and checks
And men can’t live without this opposite sex
Men would not need bedrooms
No marriage no honeymoon
No brides and no bride-grooms
Like a song without a tune
Then men may really learn a thing or two
For without women they can’t find a clue

Finally last but not least
A man without a woman
Will resort back to a beast
And become a lesser man
Sailing a sunken sail less ship without a mast
In a planet just hit by a darn nuclear holocaust.


Some say the white man came from above oh oh!
That is if you believe that supernatural stuff…UFO
The locals treated him not like a beast
Like the three wise men from the East
Like how Columbus founded the West Indies
Then try to convert the poor Indians! Please!
When that failed they went buffalo butchering
Leaving the Red Indians starving and cowering
Coveting land from humble folks with their flags unfurled
Settling up their own towns and villages all over the world.
But in their wake they left many in tears day after day
All over the good land which was never theirs any way
They malreated many a people who cried long tears
Someone got to be punished for we know God cares
You can sing, and run and jump with all your might
For karma is bitter sweet when it comes back to bite

When some countries got their freedom
Their governments thought they’re dumb
They too tried to do like the Caucasians
Who maltreated the local Amerindians
They built cities and made kingdoms
Living it up drinking coke and rums
They lived the good life like the imperial master
As they too put the little man on the backburner
As their own folks live in poverty
Amidst their masters’ proclivity
For years the people took it and did nothing
The doers willfully neglecting them sneering
The reapers of the ill gotten gains in their castles in a moat
You take it staying quiet for you don’t want to rock the boat
Tears have been shed every day many going insane
And someone has to pay, here comes karma again

Living the likes of a hog as they shed tears of joy
As they plot and scheme to carry out their ploy
Wives, mothers and children became high brows
Covered from head to toe as their belief allows
But the poor farmers keep toiling and trod on
Eking a miserable living to bring in the bacon
And months became years and fades
And decades ran into more decades
Until the people ran out of tears
They swear and shed their fears
Their anger reached every man, child and wife
For all they ask for is just to live a simple life
Their anger reached a pitch they want to get even
They were ready to face torture of even an AK47
The cry for freedom and democracy was in the air
And every man in South East Asia wanted a share

And so in Tunisia, one day in a little town called Tunis
Using a format called Facebook the locals found bliss
The folks sent messages to one another
Innocently talking and in serious chatter
When Muhammad Bouazizi, a farmer doused himself in kerosene
Which was seen all over the world to show his wrath of that mean
Ben Ali Dictator who lived like a hog for over 27 years
As unemployment grew, people die shedding long tears
All about their welfare and hardship in rage
Actually, bottom line they wanted a change
Citizens were called to silent arms and demanded democracy
Ben Ali trembled in his boots but stuck to his despotic policy
And when the smoke cleared the dictator was kicked out
The people rejoiced as they sang tears of joy and shout
As they pray and hope for a better tomorrow
But the fires were burning all the way to Cairo

Hundreds and thousands were alerted who care
And they all met at the famous Tahrir Square
And the words that went out were “We have taken up
Enough of this, we’ve to bring this nonsense to a stop
The news spread like wildfire all the way to Benghazi
But was trampled by tanks, guns of an insane Hosnie
And Mubaruk refused to budge as the people persevere
Strengthened by the victory in Tunisia they didn’t care
T‘was do or die they made up their minds shouted out their demands
To oust Mubaruk after 30 years of stealing the wealth of their lands
Eventually he packed up his bags and left after 30years of conniving
As the Muslim Brotherhood stood silently on the sidelines watching
The fires had already spread to Libya a kettle of a different brand
Democracy was a word Muammar Gaddafi could never understand
As he dined with prostitutes in Cannes in Europe like a leech
At home he ruled with an iron hand banning even free speech

Bucket a guh a well everyday , one day
Eh battam guh lef my Nannie used to say
As Tripoli seethed and the people protested
As men women and children were slaughtered
Using jet fighters, tanks and mercenaries from Africa
As his own soldiers refused to kill their own in Libya
Hiding behind his high walls madly raving
With his two evil sons aiding and abetting
After 42 years of wallowing in the Libya’s troughs he can
He said he’d kill any opposer to the last woman and man
The world is shouting that this is a crime against humanity
But all words fell on the mad ears of a man bent on insanity
As the UN and the USA threatened and warned
That no more innocent Libyans should be harmed
Gadhafi answered by sending planes to shoot at oil rich Brega
Threatening before he goes he’d burn the oil wells of Libya

I said we get the Gov’t. we’ve chosen
Sometimes the voters are left frozen
And they have to put up and abide
Their time and flow with the tide
Cause they’re evil forces at work out there
And the innocent are cornered in dire fear
Like what happened in the 1960’s in Guyana
When the British stealthily agree with the USA
To stifle the PPP and oust Dr.Cheddi of Guyana
For they thought Guyana would be another Cuba
History has proved after 28 years Cheddi was not
But Burnham was and that was what Guyanese got
In Africa and Europe dictators arose
All eventually got the peoples’ blows

Those who don’t have it want it
But really can they handle it?
Those who like in the west have it abuse it
Today many are unfit they can’t handle it
Democracy is what they want
They shouted give us in any slant
In the garage we want a good motor
An oven, a stove and the refrigerator
A detached home is so so
A townhouse or a condo
A job in the bank and money inside
No matter what they promise to abide
We see water it’s not a mirage
We also want a car in the garage.
Many times we have seen great incorporations
And the architects ending up in incarcerations

Look back in History with the great Mahatma
When he and Jinnah were fighting for one India
Jinnah caused India to split is a fact
He was the brains of the Luknow Pact
Jinnah never wanted an Independent India
He was too violent even rejected satyagrah
Every time Gandhi preached cooperation
It was met with the Lahore Resolution
The same thing happened in Guyana’s PPP
When the Muslims rejected the Jagan’s Party
In that case the CIA’s puppet Mr Langley1
Gave Richard Ishmael $2.08 M for perpetuating the 80 day strike
Also to the Muslims and the Trade Union Council and their like
The Muslims split the Indian vote and formed a PNC coalition2.
Joined with Burnham who later kicked them out in jubilation

Greedy rulers from Stalin to Mussolini
From Ben Ali to Mubharak to Gadafi
And the others in poor Africa
Even Burnham from Guyana
All have one common denominator
And that is the built in greedy factor
Their coffers are bare yet they spend much on war
Their people go hungry as the leaders dine on caviar
Even the educated started our good then made a mess
This shows greedy rulers can’t rule I have to confess
How can these so-called leaders sleep deep at night
When their people sleep with a bug infested plight
When the practice the opposite what’s preached by the Koran
Covering their women from head to toe sheltered by Sharian
Laws as they defile and use other women like play things
Paying top dollars for sexy women who party and sings

They pray 5 times per day pointing toward Mecca
As they bank the peoples money to be used later
At the Cayman Islands, Swiss or the country they all hate
Or just invested it in stocks and bonds and in real estate
Since the last time we spoke
Some thought it was a joke
Since then we saw the fall of the South East Asian Empire
A dire land of totalitarians and some secular pundits for hire
Tempered by monastic vows
Treating their women like cows
Governing wretched peoples who sneered and applauded
When the Twin Towers praying to their God were bombed
A people who always want the green US dollars
But funneled the money for domestic owned wars
And sat and took it decade after decades
As that part of the world became Hades

Fast forward to Toronto Ontario, to live
With the Liberal Party vs the Conservative
You would never believe politicians can be so sick
One would surely think he’s in a Banana Republic
Wasting and covering it up is the order of the day
And all the poor taxpayers don’t have a darn say
Billions of dollars wasted to save their party some seats
As erasing tapes and emails done secretly at their meets
The fists would fly and guns would be drawn
But all dumb Ontarians do is smile and yawn
But really you have to blame it on the naive lesbians
Pride has voted as a block maybe they got the billions
When the people put party before sound economics
It always come back to bite them where it ticks
Only time would tell in the next few years
But then it may be too late for long tears



How many times we see on TV the other side
One from a family who just committed suicide
‘cause he’d been bullied not as a suicide bomber
As we close the coffin and return to our computer

We question and lay blame on the government
We are too scared helpless and cannot be blunt
Then we try to enforce new laws by ourselves
Hoping the answer is found from the shelves

They had good intentions who begat this social network
If and when it is used ethically even just for schoolwork
But teenage girls behaving like crows with a carcass
By bullying the weak and the least educated in class

Not to be outdone boys on busses act so macho
It’s as if self respecting teenage lads gone loco
Stand-bys are just as guilty as these brainless culprits
One wonders were they picked up these heinous habits

They’re afraid to talk to parents who’d just brush them off
Stuck in cocoons with cell phones as if they have a cough
But they have no good friends for they never made any
Their efforts maybe thwarted by some batty creepy bully

Parental guidance is severed as with a knife
To stay the mortgage or other expenses of life
Kids left alone feel lonely and locked in a vise
The effect is the loved ones pay a bitter price

Withdrawn daily staying indoors playing games
On line every darn minute chatting without aims
Getting fat on just pure unadulterated trash
When caught they changed tunes in a flash

It all boils down to the family who eats together
They’re more caring for kids are a real treasure
When they can talk openly about life and school
Work, stop the bullying not becoming a footstool

And they will stand fast by you to the end
They won’t offend or pretend but defend
And you all would look out for one another
For keeping close good friends are forever