Val enjoys writing prose in rhymes by always leaving a message of a life truism in each piece.
The world is a dangerous place. Not because of people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.
-- Albert Einstein
Imagination seems to be in service of every real and unreal impression generated by an emotion. With heart producing some hundred times stronger electromagnetic field than brain, it's a small wonder that its emotions have great impact on what mind may produce.
Actually, our subconscious mind can't tell the difference between real and imagined threat, so it would be safe to say that we are mostly processing reality by including much of that imaginary crap. And nowhere is it more true than with superstition, which has succeeded to spread into the collective mind -- whether in forms of religious mythology, or just folklore tales about "evil".
It seems like one after another "threats" are befalling this poor human race -- or is it just our incredible tendency to believe anybody of some authority? The mankind has survived some conditions which no Hollywood film maker has ever been able to illustrate in any of those disaster movies.
Constant wars, pandemics -- with no doctors and vaccines around -- horrible lack of personal and collective hygiene, and everyday stresses that are incomparable with nowadays pampering, modern way of living.
And yet, here we are, shaking in our pants as soon as some smart ass in position of an authority tells us that we are in a danger of our extinction. When you really think of it, how idiotic they sound! A handful of loud mouth shnooks messing with minds of billions of ordinary people with just one shortcoming -- this truly unfortunate tendency to use everyone else's mind but their own.
The following pieces of prose in rhymes are depicting this aspect of the so called "human condition".
Fairy Tale of Evil
They tell us there is only love and fear
all other emotions stemming from them
so every story about evil is coming clear
as just another concept from fear to stem.
Love has been glorified countless ways
no surprise over fear not falling behind
evil enjoying flip-side of amorous blaze
morbid imagination polluting the mind.
Superstition is merely feeding on fear
and dupes the folks with needless worry
a boogieman for grownups spoiling cheer
with another pretty naiive and illogical story.
Every emotion seeks its outer expression
oftentimes we don't need an outside cue
just like loving heart finds its obsession
fearful one finds reasons to feel blue.
Humans are makers of anything unholy
as natural arrogance may surface up
driving us insane with this evil folly
adding to all other mental crap.
Masters at all that self-inflicted pain
we also go creative at forms of fear
driving ourselves downright insane
believing in any idiocy that we hear.
Isn't it privilege of impressionable child
to hallucinate all kind of spooks at night
so if we still allow imagination to go wild
what else to say, but -- it serves us right.
If you are going through hell, keep going.
-- Winston S. Churchill
Earth on a Grill of Fear
First came those prophets with a story of a hell
scaring crap of everyone in toilet of superstition
with most of the folks still under that same spell
retelling the story over in the mindless repetition.
Guts barbecued in an inferno of fear
at a Halloween of demons and spooks
devoid of a sense of optimism and cheer
forbidden to seek truth in any other books.
Then came another batch of alarmist asses
with stories of global warming -- call it a hell
and long before that new scary crap passes
many of us might religiously retell and retell.
Politicians came like in a wild stampede
creating enemies where none exist
joining every other alarmist breed
adding their spooks to that list.
Then medical wise asses playing their part
came up with viruses to make list complete
with their own racket so planned and smart
only the time to bring all the proofs of deceit.
It's like we humans enjoy cooking in our own juices
always in some fever of one doomsday or another
falling for any smart and manipulative abuses
reluctant in whose hell we would roast rather.
So let us summon some firefighters of reason
to put out those flames of ignorance and fear
even if we are committing a religious treason
to save our asses by enjoying now and here.
In this poem "asses" was used three times
and "crap" only twice, so I'm owing one
well, as long as I got it all in rhymes
I'm quite happy my poetry is done.
© 2020 Val Karas
Vanita Thakkar on November 23, 2020:
You have handled the serious widespread disorder in a concise, simple and light manner, Val. The quotes relate very well to the contents as well as prevailing conditions. Mind games of fears which branch out into games of blame and guilt have become common - with widespread roots into collectivity. A huge upheaval of hope and faith and trust and love seems to be urgently in need during these difficult days of global crisis. Let us hope that happens.