Egsupia

A great civilization in aeons prior,

One people, one land, since times long,

Connected by a river of blood and life,

Adorned by the might of eternal song;

Outlive these greedy times,

These  competitions of petty  power,

Watch out for the torrential flood,

And not the fight over desert shower.

Close the chapters of suspicion

See past artificial borders of greed,

Harmonize with the Nile, for good,

And its  people it knows how to feed.

Thanks, Mother!

In the heydays of success and joy

And when spirits apart are torn,

Hail to the kindness in you

To the good will in having me born;

Hail for the smiles shone,

In times of happiness  and gloom

Thanks for the tears you shed,

Since my first day in the womb;

Thanks for the way you cared,

To keep me healthy and fed,

And for taking me to school

So I would be a well-bred.

Thanks for the concern and love 

At moments I am a distance away,

Forever hail to your existence,

What more else can I say?

If high and low I search for words

Or promises of reciprocity make I,

I can never make it up the same,

Only the tiniest bit I will try.

For the love of None

Love me more than none,

I asked you many a time,

But then you thought I committed

Many an infidel's grave crime!

But love me more , more than the none,

That you have been stuck with, all this long;

Away to none, all night, all day,

What is it that I did wrong?!

In my defence I did nothing,

To offend your none in heaven or hell,

Guilty as charged if I erred,

Find out, none can tell!

Dark Energy

A hidden treasure of cosmic kind,

That we so passionately hate,

An illusory run away of worlds,

Or a whole new level of energy state?

A big brother of dark matter,

A yet another dark side,

Lost in a hide-and-seek

In intergalactic ride?

Using the wrong physics, at the wrong time,

In a changing world of awe,

Or too simple a model we use,

In the more complex universe we know?

Or what is in store to your mystery,

'Part in our ignorance you pride,

At these doldrums of  knowledge,

Tell us anything,  bona fide;

So we,  from all theories  possible,

Let the data  on one decide!

You choose what I should think, I become what you think

Idiots at the gate, of my wide open mind,
A pleasant visit, with thoughts so kind:
Their choreographed laws to impose
And the consequences of denial to remind;
By idiosyncracies to rule,
The open doors of free thought to slam behind.
By the barrel of the gun to scare,
To incarcerate by royal decree,
To choose what I should think,
To reformulate what I be.

Deus ridiculum est.

The mightiest laws of nature
That many a human find strange
How are they weirder than the big,
Unchangeable agent of change?
Taken for granted, for millennia
With no grain of doubt,
The foolishest of inventions,
Yet the most talked about!

The perishers

The most ignorant people on earth,
And the most arrogant, to double,
Evolution's last resort,
And humanity's biggest trouble.
The most shallow you ever see,
The stupidest you ever find,
The most unevolved of primates,
Or a sub-species of human kind?