Truth or Dare

The truth about climate change

Is really very simple,

Due to our collective inaction

And conservative political lies

We are all going to die.

Couple

The ride with you

was worth the fall,

for a time there we knew

what is was like to stand tall.

Worthy of love.

The Opposite of Lemmings

As I crossed the city street,

As I headed to my office, this morning

there were chumps waiting at the lights,

like a flock of sheep standing there,

eyes blinking in the morning light,

the road shut down for road works

no traffic to be seen in either direction.

Incredible, I thought, as I sashayed across,

perhaps with more confidence than was really necessary.

So halfway over, I turned and yelled back at them

"What are you standing there for, there is no traffic."

Mostly they looked uneasy and shuffled on their feet,

they looked uncomfortably from one to the other.

Two made tentative steps to cross the street,

one proceeded, but the other stopped again

when she saw that none of the others were following.

Unbelievable

We can look at a house on the other side of the world,

We can make music come out of speakers with no wires attached,

We can fly to the moon, see beyond Pluto,

We can find dust from the big bang still flying in space,

We can take your heart out and give you a new one,

But, we can’t stop men killing the women they love.

Respect

Respect,

It has become such a weasel word

Giving people something they think they deserve

Some sort of automatic right

To be treated in a certain way.

But, if you have to demand it,

It just means you are probably not

the kind of person who deserves it.

With respect,

I'm not at all sure

You know what it means.

Over Population

Paying rich women to have babies –

When over population is going to destroy us,

12 billion is the next unsustainable milestone

When half the world is starving already,

Or dying from lack of water

And millions of people are displaced

And we don’t welcome them, to our disgrace.

– Is everything that is wrong

With the world today

8.38am

If you don't put the toilet rolls in the toilet roll dispenser at work around the right way, the toilet roll dispenser won't work.

And if you don't break that stuck down end of the toilet roll, the toilet roll dispenser won't work.

The person who puts the toilet rolls in the toilet roll dispenser at work, does not put them in around the right way,

Nor does that person break the stuck down end before those toilet rolls go in the toilet roll dispenser.

You'd think if it was your job to put the toilet rolls in the toilet roll dispenser you'd want them to be in the right way

So, the whole thing works properly, but that is not the case.

The person who puts the toilet rolls in the toilet roll dispenser at work does not care if the whole thing works properly.

You'd think if that was your job, you'd take pride in those toilet rolls always being around the right way,

Ensuring that the sealed end is always being broken, but no, they do not.

Do not be like the person who puts the toilet rolls in the toilet roll dispenser at my work.

Sometimes

Sometimes I worry

that I only write poems of ugliness,

there is no beauty in them,

just the worst of humankind

sadness,

and decline.

My stock in trade

what can I say?

The world is in decay.

Australia is Burning

Bush fires burning,

climate change yearning.

Hope in us all stalling,

the planet is falling

Politicians Fawning,

country people dawning.

The country is on fire,

Scott Morrison is a liar,

(And nobody wants to shake his hand)

The future looks dire,

we’re all being consigned to hell,

because of politician's promises

that will only benefit them in the end

Laugh

You have to laugh

To feel Life 

Martini?

The human race

is now a jet airliner

going into a death spiral,

while the passengers

are still wanting cocktails

from the cabin crew.

Small talk,

the thing humans do

when silence seems too intimidating.

One Way Street

We must respect all religions... and all their stupid gods.

We must respect all religions... and all their stupid gods.

We must respect all religions... and all their stupid gods.

In the same way they respect those who don't agree with them.

21st Century Self

Not happy...

Call...

Complain...

There must be someone to blame!

Openly Gay

Openly gay,

as though it needs to be clarified,

implying there is a preferred option,

like ‘it’ shouldn't be.

You know, it might scare the kids.

Like it might be the exception,

as though there was another choice.

An inferred trigger warning,

up front this could be a problem.

We better get it out in the open,

for all those who might be offended.

China

When the rest of the world is free

why shouldn’t you be

Chinese society?

Dictated to,

for old men’s political glory

why should you be used (so poorly)?

Peter Dutton

Biloela, or bust

Our humanity is dust.

Psychosomatic

Seek

And ye shall find

George Pell

Poor old George Pell

accused of fiddling with young boys,

welcome to hell.

Allow me to show you around.

What's that frock you're wearing,

you look like a clown.

That old book? You can put that down,

it didn't do you much good when you were up there.

We're much less judgemental down here, don't despair,

we're much more, let's say, laissez faire.

Alan Jones

Rotten old Alan foul mouth

got into a bit of a stoush

when he said wouldn't it be grouse

to backhand the NZ prime minister about

Then when people turned around

and said that would not be grand,

instead of shutting his vile hole

He doubled down claiming, "trolled!"

"I'm taken out of context," he screamed

but to all of us reasonable ones, it seemed

no misunderstanding was at all heard,

you said smack her one, don't be absurd.

Shove a sock into her gob,

was, it seemed, our prime minister's job.

Jacinta telling the truth about climate change,

got old Alan sneer face seriously deranged.

Now Vile Allan can't shut his trap,

on and on and on she yaps.

Scratching and clawing at anyone,

who dares to say the old bitch is done.

Lovers Must

I smoked all day,

happy smokes,

if you know what I mean,

then I slept all evening.

 

The boyfriend rolled his eyes,

shook his head,

then he sighed and hissed,

“I didn't sign up for this.”

 

Who does he think

he is

encroaching upon

my bliss,

like this?

 

I have to keep him

happy though,

it is my job

being in love

with him, you know.

AIDS Crisis

30 years and it will be over,

who'd have known?

But that is my entire young life,

the young guys say.

Life isn't always fair,

ain't that the truth.

And you only get one turn.

Grin and bare

it, commit to

it, because that's

all you get

no returns,

no repeats,

you’re living it now,

don’t look around

and say

I didn’t know,

because it will go.

Whoosh,

gone!

War,

Poverty,

or disease,

it all goes

the same way,

come what may.

You are missing it

as you regret it,

so head up

and concentrate.

This is it.

Dismay

The truth

is a commodity 

in which

the world 

has ceased

to trade.

Now it is

spin,

and misinformation 

and lies

that fuel the world,

instead. 

Anything to get ahead.

And then we wonder,

open mouthed,

what really is 

the problem 

with society

today.

 

Heaven

Heaven is the perfect con,

it can never be proved to be wrong.

The perfect crime

it can never be denied.

Eternity, or whack,

nobody is ever coming back.

When we are rotting under ground

you can't return with anything profound.

And fools can continue to believe

apparently, there is comfort in being deceived.

Like Trees In The Forest

If no one 

is left alive 

who lived your life 

with you,

did you ever 

really live?

Humanity

We are

the problem 

Lest We Forget

We are just another 

animal species 

on this planet,

nothing more, nothing less, 

albeit with allusions 

of grandeur

and a penchant for destruction.

Life is so

short and fleeting and pointless,

and yet so many of us 

spend a lot of that time 

trying to find a reason.

You're a queer bird.

Isn't life absurd.

Fly high

above the herd.

A True Friend

A true friend doesn’t care

When you are broke, (unless, of course, they are always paying for you)

Or being a bitch, (unless it is about them)

What you weigh, (unless you are forever making their ears bleed with your latest diet)

If your house is a mess, (unless they always have to host)

What you drive, (unless they always have to drive you)

About your past, (they will remember it all)

If your family is crazy (nah, you’re generally safe there)

Or if you stress. (unless you're wack)

They don’t care about that

Not a bit

They love you for who you are,

About the rest, they don’t give a shit.

Love Is...

Love is

waiting in the rain

and naming each water drop

to pass the time.

Love is

coming home

and feeling safe

like you don’t feel any other place.

Love is

walking on air

and not giving a care

people seeing you a foot off the ground.

Love is

calling someone honey

and not feeling

self conscious about it.

Love is

eating ice cream in winter,

and eating a roast

in the summer heat.

Love is

playful.

Love is

painful.

Love is

never having to say sorry,

but saying it anyway

without giving it a thought.

Love is

a Sunday dinner.

Your warm hand in mind.

Watching the sky change to night.

Love is

only having eyes for the sweet ugly boy,

and thinking he is the most

handsome man in the world.

Love is

the passing of time,

and not knowing

where the years went.

Love is

looking back

and not wanting

to change a moment.

Imagine you live 

in a united world, 

where everyone is equal 

and treated fairly 

and equitably. 

Can you 

imagine that? 

Is your mind 

that powerful?

I heard myself complain today

It wasn’t so sweet, as they might say

I abhor whiners and wingers alike

To think I’m one of them isn’t so nice.

Eat The Rich

The people are angry

because the conservative politicians

transferred all the money

to the richest people in town.

And all the gains got,

after surfs and feudal lords,

were apparently lost.

History wiped away.

So, what do the people

do with their anger?

They focus it into

angry groups, an angry world.

And the best angry groups

are the fascists and the racists

where the people can be angry

without any fear.

The rich don't care anyway

because they never cared anyway,

so, then the people are angry

with the people not like them.

And this group fights that group,

the children watch it and learn hate,

while the rich build bigger walls,

as it has nothing to do with them.

And the true irony is,

that the people still want to be the rich,

they aspire to be just like them,

forgiving them for everything they've done.

Thank god, or whatever spirituality

has conned you into believing,

that what was meant to be will be,

everything happens for a reason.

But you don't want to be the poor poor,

thank the universe we're not the poor poor,

we wouldn't want to be them no way,

and we can't help them anyway.

When the Stupid People Elect Conservative Governments

Wake up, Sunday Morning. 

What have we done

I immediately think? 

What did they do

I correct myself? 

What happens now? 

Electing a political party 

that has no policies, 

and no heart, 

just the love of the dollar, 

and themselves. 

and their ideology. 

They love their ideology

above everything else!

It is coal, they say, 

to make the lights work.

Fuck the planet,

climate change is crap. 

And stuff the poor,

they are not us,

after all.

We live in trouble times

On repeat for eternity

Keeps the masses quiet 

Moral Compass

My voice,

my still small voice,

will tell me what is right,

even when there is nobody present

to witness my behaviour.

Fuck You

I don't accept

that who I have sex with

is important to you,

just because you

choose to believe

in a 2000 year old myth.

Choose not to believe

in your 2000 year old myth,

if who I'm attracted to bothers you,

because I can't change

who I love.

I won't change

who I love

to make you

feel comfortable

with your choices.

Actually, if you want to know

what the truth is of

what I think of your disapproval,

I can put it very simply,

fuck you!

Some Days

Some days, I wish I was dead,

get it over and done with,

avoid the pain of old age, and decay,

finish it for good.

Some days, I read about people's deaths

and I feel envious of them,

they are the lucky ones,

nothing to worry about now.

Some days, I think it is a struggle,

and I'm one of the lucky ones,

I have a lot to be thankful for,

god knows how the poor get through?

Some days, I think about the God delusion,

it must be comforting giving up free thought,

not having to worry about life,

just follow myth obediently, unquestioning.

Some days, I think about the future,

and think, how many years do I have to do this?

It was great when I was young,

everything seemed new and, kind of, fun.

Some days, I am bored out of my mind,

the best years of your life, they say,

I laugh, every day just repeats,

and then you die.

Some days...

Sign 'o' The Times

I don't want to live in a world

where every day

is declared a national emergency

because the nightly news

has to make its ratings.

The Lucky Country

Australia Day,

when privileged white folk

congratulate themselves

for a life well lived,

while the indigenous people,

the poor,

and the homeless,

live rough,

locked up,

or hungry.

God Is…

God is

my parents,

and their parent’s,

Conditioning.

God is an anxiety blanket,

we forgot to put down as adults

God is relief,

I don’t have to think.

God is delusion,

only my god is true?

God is Santa Clause,

21st Century.

God is everything,

some say.

That’s code for nothing,

let’s face it.

Dust

Life is a sexually transmitted terminal disease,

I know this is glib, but it is not far from the truth.

Four score years and seven seems like a lot,

and for the first score that is probably true.

But then it goes so quickly, you'd be excused

for your head spinning and a sense of disappointment

Pervading your old bones, as you creak

as you get up and walk to the grave alone.

All of your yesterday's folding up and collapsing

like an origami narrative disintegrating and falling to dust,

lying like soft ash under foot,

the only evidence that you ever were.

Big blow, fffffffff and you are gone,

and everyone you knew before you,

shadows in your memories

all fading to black. Dust, we all become.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year,

isn't it queer,

how the years roll around

faster and faster every year.