Seeing
these men with beer bottles
holding them like
babies sucking breast
young slaves
in reclining chairs
in front of Baal
Farting language
and visions
right into their face
and they enjoy
to be entertained
by violence,
crudeness and war
Being multi-talents
they type into their mobiles
to order pizza
or to put 'likes'
into social media,
sending emoticons
to the girlfriend
whom to love
is their delusion
All too much
of nothing
but greed for sensation.
To switch off
is the first act
to come back to life.
How do birds teach
how to fly?
They push their young ones
off the edge of a roof,
a rock, a branch.
How could I push these?
Baal is powerful,
the demon of self-satisfaction
creating boredom and dependence
abused by recycling money,
creating wealth and power
by those holding control,
the liars who spoil each Eden.
Go and live, I'd like to say
but just would be invited
to sit down for a beer.
Talk to each other,
first talk to yourself
Use your brain,
your own imagination,
your power,
and dare to feel inside
who you are
and what you really want.
You know Ferrari is shit
and diamonds are dead,
Valentines and Halloweens
are empty, just another day,
and when even kisses are
only tongues and lips
to ignite cocks and cunts,
when love is on sale:
Do you want to live
cheaply chasing offers
to buy the world
or would you
want to be here,
free this moment?
Then use your brain,
find your breath,
listen, learn, grow
and don't fcn
just sit there
without your self.
But saying this
i would just be invited
for a beer and Baal.
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