Pray
For disaster
All the good stuff''s at the bottom
Disaster brings it to the top
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
1948 - 1984 A Poem by Behrouz Saba
I was born 1948
Finding most agreeable lasses
Born 1984
Dystopia to Utopia
Finding most agreeable lasses
Born 1984
Dystopia to Utopia
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Club Future - Poem by Behrouz Saba
Club Future - A Poem by Behrouz Saba
In a more advanced stage
You will return to the jungle
Picking your food from the trees
Worshiping nature gods
Hunting game swift of feet
Rare of colors
And sweet of flesh
Whose genes the warden will splice
To your imagination.
You will meet you mate
Bare of clothes
By a waterfall
And will do
Without the formality of exchanging phone numbers.
Not here
But on a pristine planet
Distant from the one
You have so badly desecrated to get there.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Change - A Poem by Behrouz Saba
Change
Yourself
Cries of Racism
Have spawned generations of self loathers
Intent on killing each other
Rather than the perceived oppressor
Cries of Sexism
Make women pretend to be happy
Even Angry
To hide their rage
Your age, beauty, money
Your sex, your race
Are not remotely as important as you
It is you that they see
Evolve
Painfully
Slowly
Beautifully
Change
Yourself
Yourself
Cries of Racism
Have spawned generations of self loathers
Intent on killing each other
Rather than the perceived oppressor
Cries of Sexism
Make women pretend to be happy
Even Angry
To hide their rage
Your age, beauty, money
Your sex, your race
Are not remotely as important as you
It is you that they see
Evolve
Painfully
Slowly
Beautifully
Change
Yourself
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