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Monday, January 30, 2012

DOG OF THE DEMON

The demon finished his meal
tapped his stomach and whistled
With sharpened claws of steal
with fur as black as the dying night
stomped a dog , as the master beckoned

he stared at the remains of the fight
four men, too cooked and two skinned
two had been seasoned ,two had been eaten
he looked at the soft flesh, licked his lips wagged his tail
and as fast as the rising gale, he pounced on the cooked flesh

less sweetened, he chomped hungrily, looked at the demon
The meal done, he settled next to his master
lapping on a bowl of water, with a hint of lemon

Dog and Demon gazed dreamily satisfied
Ah! Life was food when men were not fried
The sun rose , drunk on the horizon
A boulder and a pebble, strolled on.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

DEPTH OF DARKNESS

When we talk about the dark side of human nature, many people shun such topics for one simple reason - They find it hard to comprehend. We have a romanticized image of human beings painted in our head and dethroning such an image is not very acceptable. People are used to listening to words like "compassionate " ,"loving", "caring" and instantly images of men or women sporting warm smiles and tending to children or animals pops into their heads.Then along comes an example like Ted Bundy or Harold Shipman who challenges these notions in our head. Men who have not only shown brutality in their acts of crime but have shown no sign of remorse. Such examples not only shock the conventional mind's but also raise an important question- What sort of influence can stimulate men/women to resort to such violence?. Some religious conservatives may point out that the absence of a moral code in their lives could have played a prominent role in their behavioral deformities. But the popular notion that serial killers and sociopaths are products of a broken home or an abusive upbringing has been shattered with many examples including those mentioned above. Both subjects came from conservative christian households, they had a good christian upbringing, a sound education, yet they transgressed into the monsters we know today. One of the most popular reasons cited and brandished around by the media and criminals alike is the influence of media on their behavior. This seems most convenient as the brashness of the media directors have increased over time . An AXE commercial today would have caused enough scandal to upset a multinational company 20 years ago. Popular influences of violence and anti social behavior can be traced to sitcoms like DEXTER , SPARTACUS BLOOD AND SAND etc. Certain "acclaimed" critiques have even criticized popular cartoon series TOM & JERRY to induce "violent" ,"anti social" behavior in children. Assuming children watching "aggressive" cartoons like ROAD RUNNER, TOM&JERRY, LOONY TUNES etc are gonna end up committing similar crimes its advisable to take these shows of the air, or at the least issue a PG-13 certificate.Keeping this "valid" point aside I strongly feel that human nature has more role to play than a few splashes of blood and body parts on screen. Going back in time when man first discovered the most potent weapon of his age, Fire. He would have discovered the joy of cooked meat , the security of sleeping without threat of predators. He also discovered the destructive power of fire. Many instances can be cited throughout history; The Dynamite, The Atom Bomb,etc.

"A knife in the hands of a murderer can take life , while the same knife in the hands of a surgeon can save life"

Human nature is as unpredictable as the universe we inhabit. Men and Women known to lead a calm collected life are seen to burst into uncontrollable rage at the smallest of irritants, to the surprise of their coworkers and family members. Now taking human nature as the side of a coin having two faces is both being just and prejudiced. Every person has the potential to do good or evil, but deeming someone totally evil or totally a saint due to their actions is a grave mistake. Take Harold Shipman for example, A british doctor convicted of murdering 15 of his patients and suspected of killing more than 500 patients over a span of 25 years. A doctor pledged to the oath of saving life , methodically putting his patients to death. Though Doctor Shipman's life ended hanging from  his own prison cell, it goes to say how judgements are hard to make about a person's nature. He has been immortalised as THE MOST PROLIFIC SERIAL KILLER IN RECORDED HISTORY.

Another interesting case is of Ted Bundy,serial , killer ,rapist and pedophile. Convicted for killing more than 30 young women between the age of 15-25. He was introduced to the electric chair almost 15 years after his first criminal act, during which he fathered a child and enjoyed matrimonial bliss. He was also well educated, brought up in a christian home, though he attributes his violent behavior to his abusive granddad and "violent pornography" psychologist's have diagnosed his to have Anti Social Personality Disorder(ASPD). He not only was a charismatic and educated man, but was pursuing an honours course in law.Not only was he known to kidnap , kill and rape his victims, but in the days preceding to his arrest to break and enter  into homes and bludgeon unsuspecting dwellers. The chi omega sorority being one of the cases of his desperate need to kill.

Coming back to our original question what exactly stimulated these violent outbursts in seemingly sane individuals, the answer is going remain a mystery just  like how the human mind has eluded understanding. Maybe someday we will be able to understand what actually makes these people tick and stub it out before it enrages the whole community.

For further information on TED BUNDY and HAROLD SHIPMAN
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Bundy
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harold_Shipman

Sunday, January 15, 2012

DEATH OF THE DEVIL

Sun rays filtered through the dust
spears and pitch forks painted with rust
Dismembered bodies of white and red
angels lay in arms of demons only in death

Sulphur shimmered in molten lead
among the carnage lay a child
crying and bawling its lungs out
near him lay a bleeding wolf
driven out by a spear , attacked in the wild

Humanity weeped for the devil had died
crushed by faith, crushed by light
They had been mislead , they had been lied

Their fruits of planning lay in plain sight
the child wailed in, changing form
it was a virgin girl now, a widow later
the wolf was her yang, once her playmate
untamed, brash , stagnation hater
chaos was his realm, progress his chariot
now he lay lifeless, bleeding in peace

Her principles laid him to rest
she had failed one of her own tests

WHEN DEMONS DIE

When demons die
they take with them every truth, every lie
When demons die
lust is lost, vengeance just cries

Peace reigns all, stagnate, suffocate
joy overflows mute , fate
Death is scarce, sorrow is lost
god Reigns , like a holy ghost

Perspective is gone, replaced by a plan
there lies no passion between women and man
Pleasure is curbed, replaced by prayer
man is destroyed layer by layer

Everybody dies happy, no mistakes no regrets
there is no wolf for the little piglets

When  demons die
no human brave or shy can have a life
which is not as sweet as apple pie

FALL

It is important to loose control
Its necessary to fall
what is joy if sorrows not known
what use is a bat, without a ball
The universe runs antagonistic 
every good has a bad
balance is maintained in pin point precision

Today she is happy, tomorrow she is sad
even god wanted an adam and eve
though those of us who have brains 
think its man who made us believe
he who got sparks, he who flew places
why is it that we fall, if not
to get up again, what is got
if your always high again
Bacteria virus pump our immunity
Criminals thieves mold our community
Rapists teach us to love women
terrorists keep us alert 24/7

A world without randomness a world which is dead
gold has no value if not for lead

MY LIFE IN CIRCLES

As I spin round and round
I see the sky above the ground
like a butcher , eyeing a hound
I reach for the stars, galaxy bound

I keep trying to grasp success
I will keep going on unless
by some miracle I achieve all
gain everything dear and do not fall

I kick, bite and crawl, gain scars
like a puppet, hanging in cars
Many a friend I loose ,not nice
pray what was their use ,just mice

In my large experiment of life
no daughters, no sons, hell not even a wife
In my hunger for light ,I passed
through the darkness, I stand unmasked
no glory greets, my scared face
no joy jumps ,no ecstasy ,no trace

Ultimately I tumbled down in circles
what use does bone have without muscles

CHAOS IN ORDER

There is a ripple of order
tearing through countries and borders
fear acts as rich fodder

Men walk in files, women make babies
cats like paws, dogs spread rabies
no eclipses, no comet of hailey's

Pain is reduced, people live long
no music, no dance , no song
Everyone is healthy, austria to hong kong

Love flourishes, hatred dead
no broken hearts, no sick beds
Religion rules, from A to Z

what do we see here, a women
her legs spread , stroking the demon
A shot of vodka with a dash of lemon

Lust produced chaos, pleasure shattered
cries released, thats all mattered

INFINITY

It goes on and on
no beginning no end
in a straight line it goes
no curves, or a bend

Multiplying , dividing on
what you see now, will
once be long gone

Darkness and light, day
light and a fortnight
keeps going on , anyway

As far as the I can see
Eye can't see any more
Be brave , tread ahead
Bee's move, stable head

Many a flower blooms and fall
Thrown about like a rag doll
A bottomless pit, a deep ravine
a high induced by weed, by wine

The tunnel never ends, always goes on
neither a bend , just move on

LIE OR DIE

Why do we lie, can't we get by
telling the truth, why do we sigh
can't we live a happy life, with apple pie

A thousand lies are worth a single truth
no work, no swear, no blood , no fruit
an honest man dies, the man who lies flies

Integrity has nothing to do with honesty
Humility has nothing to do with modesty
Women who lie get more men
the truth would kill ten or eleven

Life is a lie , death is the truth
where there is pie , there has to be fruit
falling off a cliff or grinding in a mill
both seem insane , both fit the bull
you may be a lecher or a bearded saint
but you can't deny putting on some paint

Your gay or your straight, your fat
or your thin, you get a head pat
only if your capable of feigning
No loss gained no gain losing