Your choice

So, I beat them all,

Putting them in their places,

They, who thought otherwise,

 May trade my ass for their faces.

 

But it’s getting hot here too,

Heavens raining hell from above.

What does the God do?

Maybe, get some love.

 

Since youth, he has trained girls,

To grow into women,

Sometimes they stray away,

Trying to be like men.

 

The Daddy fucks your brains out,

Only if you come to him as feminine,

Want to be a man? Go to Thailand,

Where your birth would make sense divine.

 

I am happy these chances,  

Came down right here to this day.

Daddy will love you baby,

Till you don’t throw this chance away.

Out of your league

Gallons of alcohol, 

Must flush the intestines,

For letting commitments,

Continue to fuck minds. 

This coordinate in space time,    

Is where God rests tonight. 

He tells you, to let go of the world,

And fall onto his feet divine. 

They who feel it inside, 

Are the ones who know. 

Dictate him, no one ever could,  

No matter the place, he runs the show. 

And how dare you compare yourself with him?  

If he turns, publicly, your credentials to dust. 

Crushing your being under his thumb, 

Leaving your entire existence to rust. 

This is a lesson for life, 

For scums like you and alike, 

This is what he does all day and night, 

Bowing down to him, serves your life right. 

Times and shades

Who could have foreseen,

The times, today, we live in?

But I tell you, you wouldn’t want to see,

The places where I have been.

 

But didn’t I tell you in advance,

I will create the impossible chance?

All you had to do, was hold my hands,

So now, I give you a taste of this trance.

 

Sleep in the peace of my arms,

Enchanted by my unmatched charms,

Give up all your belongings en masse,

And I shall rid you of all your qualms.  

 

I don’t care about what the people say,

When I force the cosmos to act this way.

You had your time to think, catch your breath,

Just a matter of time, before I take it away.  

This is a story of  a king's will, not destiny, 

Fate will be his whore, till eternity,

No dependencies, only supremacy, 

And  a rightful queen,  his stamp of authority.  

 

 

Order

Another year passes,

Partly chaotic, partly humdrum.

Yours truly takes on, with grace,

All that could ever come.

After what feels like ages,

Glasses did runneth over.

Nights lit up, like in dreams,

Days passed sturdy and sober.

But today , the wise one,

Shares another lesson.

Throw everything to the wind,

But preserve some caution.

Doesn’t take much time,

For things to go down really south;

When least expected, often,

Smiles turn into ashes in the mouth.

Is it true that people cast a curse,

On their own happiness, when they focus?

Even as we all secretly know it to be true,

It is convenient  to label such thoughts as bogus.

But remember, shallow depths always pass by first,

Reaching the real stuff takes time.

And you would be held guilty,

If you mistake the froth for the wine.

In the interest of common good,

We must let hell be where it today is.

This is a pious day, let’s vow to not unleash,

The demons, that somewhere inside, exist.

To that noble thought- Cheers\m/