On Being Victimized By Algorithms
If you really hate to be a prisoner of algorithms
Just stay away from all e.gadgets, such as your
Cell and iPad – I own none of them, but I am still
Very much alive, living a life with my own free
Will without having to worry about someone
Knowing me better than myself. What I’m saying
Is simply: let me live but not be lived
What Makes America Great (again?) Is
Neither the Bible or the Pilgrim’s Progress
Nor the Independence Declaration or the Articles of Confederation
Nor George Washington or Abraham Lincoln
Nor the Donkeys or the Elephants
Nor freedom or democracy
Nor our military hardware or super soldiers
Nor our advancements in science or technology
Nor our Greenbacks or Fed Reserve
Much less our Wall Street, Hollywood, Coco Cola
McDonald, Microsoft, Google, Michael Jackson
Broadway, Disneyland, or NBA…You name it
No, no, no,
None of them
Not even all of them combined either
Rather; it is nothing
But the little passenger pigeon that’s vanished into the sky, or
The helpless Indian baby that’s dying in his mom’s arms
Anagrammed Variations of the American Dream
A ram cairned me
In a crammed era [where]
Cameramen raid
A dire cameraman [or]
Arid cameramen
[Becoming]
A creamed airman [or]
A carmine dream
A minced ram ear
[a] maniac rearmed
As freedom turns into a dorm fee
Democracy to a car comedy, and
Human rights to harming huts
Capital, The Capital behind Trump
You are not really money, but
The vampire growing in the depth of
Our nature, ever fed by top intelligence
That has been sucking into your stomach
All the dollar-minded souls struggling
Fiercely in every human space
Now you are
Blocking the way we breathe, making us pay
For uncontaminated water. One day
You will force us to slave just for a single ray
Of sunlight as you keep inventing wars &
Plagues just to accumulate another gram of gold
Immigration
To escape from the tyrannical logic
Of your mother tongue
You wandered, wandering
Through earth’s length and breadth
Subjecting your old self to another syntax
A whole set of grammatical rules
Strangely new to your lips and tips
To expand the map of your mind
Far beyond your home and haven
Yet in the meantime it becomes colonized
By all the puzzling paradoxes
Of this chosen language, for example:
Quicksand can be very slow
Boxing rings are in fact square
And a guinea pig is neither a pig
Nor is it from Guinea
Like you or me
No Interstellar Immigration
Anyone familiar with concepts
Such as dark energy, black holes
& the Great Attractor feels at loss
When they realize how deplorably
Infinitesimal & insignificant
We humans are. Naturally, everyone
Is fascinated by the indefinite
Vastness of the universe but me
Knowing myself as a holographic
Version of the cosmos (or the anti-
Cosmos), I found my species to be
The true & blue staple produce
Of Earth, the only liveable planet for
All humans, who may probably perish
Once transported to a foreign star
iHooyeau
supposing Darwin was right
it did take as long as one million years
before apes became what we are, gradually
and passively, with the help of our environment
however, with our own intelligence
and technology, we are going
to evolve into iHooyeaus suddenly and
actively, in a matter of just one generation
or two, a new species that will consume
lunar energy instead of sun-based foods
each living in a unique virtual
reality, where multiplication is achieved
sexlessly via logic rather than through
love, where each individual lifetime is
expended within a tiny chip
so, are you happy to be the last humans
or the earliest iHooyeaus?
Steeper See-Saw: A Parallel Poem
The higher the income, the lower the morals
The taller the building, the shorter the attention span
The bigger the house, the smaller the family
The more wealth, the less joy
The more conveniences, the less leisure
The more knowledge, the less judgment
The more medicine, the less health
The more protection, the less security
The faster the transportation, the slower the communication
The closer the network, the looser the relationships
The cleaner the environment, the dirtier the mind
The wider the highway, the narrower the perspective
Politics as a Conspiracy
1/ Offline: Just
As modern science and technology is
A conspiracy to make us as lazy as stupid
Civilisation is one to entertain us each by
Shortening the life span of our whole species
2/ Online: Punching
Down or up, we punch all others online
Not to shame them as our surrogates, but
To make a critique of some words by way
Of other words, much like a virus variant