Monday, May 24, 2010

I deserve this

By Olarotimi Onayemi

An Adobe infested paradise.
Mum and Dad.
Angels in the skies of poverty
Bloody skies
A sofa in the skies for your bestmen
A room outside the wold for you and your Sugar Daddy
A trip out of space for you and your Sugar Mummy
The decency of keeping Mum and Dad; siblings and offsprings out of my sexual fantasies
Why every other human living and dead is welcome to Private Utopia
Chasing Dystopia can be a wild goose chase
‘Even Heaven is a place on Earth’
A mushroom garden
Mobile mushrooms
Double Dutch policemen and nasty questions on if I see sumphin’ breaking trhu d ice
Crystal glass
And why you should take a deep breath
When mid-life crisis set in
It could last for a longer time than neessary
All beautiful women.
All handsome men.
White hate.
Black hate.
All hate on
The spectrum
Because I’m not going to tell you what you like
If you do
Now come on
Italian yellow.
Red Hate
Yellow Hate
Brown Hate
Pink Hate
Are you out of your mind?
I don’t know what this trip is but it’s great
Iroko trees you can’t do better
Fixed I surf Ram a dam dam a dam
No Lucifer nor Hell
No Luciferella nor Heller
No God nor Heaven
No Goddess nor Heavener
This sounds better than you thought
Come here
Vomit the stuff you ate in darkness
Do you see the light of ignorance
The bright stress of what makes you wild is in awareness
When you know the drill of genoide
From Encycloaedia Diderot
And Geneva is Against The Geneva Convention
‘Only Fools and Horses’
‘Some Mothers Do Have ‘Em’
‘Mixed Blessings’
‘Sanford and Son’
A Night at The Shrine’
What are you about Lady Gaga?
A Performance for The Queen?
How ‘bout The Pope?
I do worse top a my bills!
Leonard Peltier and Mumia Abu-Jamal
Freedom Fightters etc
Chikaloon, Gary and Ron ride on
On the validity of UN resolutions against The Canadian Constitution
Even if it doesn’t work in IRA, Iran, Israel and on His Reels.
Maya Angelou and why crap sell
Ask me
I do worse to pay my bills Gademmit!
I’ll say cut the crap Obama
Listen Shaq’s jokes about your Mama
When a product of Slavery and Affirmative Action,
Civil Rights and Unknown Soldiers
Have a deal with ghosts and real people cry foul
Then I’m not that stupid to believe
In ‘The Audacity of Hope’
When you can’t walk downtown Kabul or Atlanta
Talk ‘bout peace, the prize and
High Africans listening to Rick James
‘Ronnie ran for President
‘Cs he wanna control where the Money is
Where do all those gren and those back
And those green back dollars go’
‘We want the Funk’ and George Clinton
Everyone deserve this
Like no more crap after death
I had enough
Even though I can’t get enough
Whle I had a body and no soul
And no soul will live forever
‘Cos memories without a brain
Is the closest Rats, Bats and Fats souls
Will ever get to Immortality
You don’t have it
Attain it
May be
By hanging around in your skin for all time to ensure your forever
Now that’s a forever I wanna share
I don’t always join ‘em when I can’t beat ‘em
Not when Baudelairique ‘The Flower of Bad Things’
Means more to met than ‘The Holy Bible’
Compiled by King James’ chosen 600. OK.
Wiliam Tyndale and Joan d’Arc
Cannot fix The Lord’s Resistance Army in Uganda
Or Ugandan Tales
Of have the wife by right in culture when her husband’s gone
That kind of happens everywhere
‘Indecent Proposals’
What are you thriving on Upanishads?
There’s a limit to sale even if u don’t care ‘bout love anymore!
What are you about 16 cowries and 400 Odu?
What are you thriving on divisions?
I know People United…
Will always find a way to fix stupidity!
Hang On!
I know one of your first visions will be so bad
You need 1dollar sunglasses
Or recommended ones!
Equal Prize, Equal Rights and Equal Justice!
Whatever theory means to you!

The Paradisian Ode

By Olarotimi Onayemi

She’s not a communist
She’s not a capitalist
Is she a lizard?
Come in from behind the irony?
Is she a liberal?
A Schizoid?
A sceptic?
Is she a loafer?
A one-size-fits-all?
A Schizophrenic?

She kinds of listen to the signs of the times
She believes in the creation of Paradise on Earth
“Right here, right now” like Fat Boy Slim
“No Agreement”
“Unnecesary Begging” like Fela Anikulapo-Kuti & The Africa ‘70

She’s a member of Bliss
She believes in Peace
Rights to the last letter
Equality and Sovereignty

It’s a lovely way to fix so-so
The up-down syndrome
The central nervous breakdown
From whitewash and blackmail
Living in The Objective Scenario
Leaving it all to providence
She does not suffer from Fear
Nor Craves empty Joy
The Kinshasa or Stockholm Syndrome
Till Lumumba Returns

She’s from Paradise
She’s in Paradise
And stays there
She is Paradise
She will live and die in Paradise
Join her today
Join her there tonight

The Yurkish Sexual Revolution

Y = T
G must be up there
Can't you read
And cobereved
Without b in 3rd
And v in 7th place

But turning your Brugges
Over your head
I declare myself as your only Genius
Of course
As at The Bastille
And against Anarchism
In one-sided praise of the underground
Wheen you are dysfunctional
And archaic
Like MHP
And who said AKP and Iran
Can fix the Caspian Sea and The Black Sea Casper
When people feel money does all
They don't even know
What The United Nations did not say
Because it has said everything on your mind

Sometimes I know you are sleeping
Because I'm your Genius
I'm the only Genius that will ever live
Is this a joke?
You want a contest?

You must be crazy if you think I smoke weed and I'm a Communist

Because I write about Unemployment for God too
Now you can write this poem for yourself...

The best story starts from the beginning

Straight to the point
We2ll be following In and Out of Love
To keep it from been boring at first
And to make it last we get married
And Then we divorce because we are separates
Blloddy deserters
And remarry?
Go to the toilet and shit in fact?
The Beautiful Mind?
Are you a Masochist?
Or A Sadist?
Without mincing words with wanderers
Without mixing music with munches
With the crux of the matter
In the circle of idiots
Or beating around the bush and the bammer
In the circle of the inelligentsia
Who cannot devise a way to get rid of the plunderer and the philandeerer
The paedophile and the embezzler of public funds
In what should be paradise
We as for unemployment benefits worldwide
As the first and last sentence in all constitutions
You can keep all articles
And ammendments
Diplomatic and Sensiive Immunities
The clitoris and the premises
Of peace, wqual rights and justice
Belong to us
The underdogs?
Come again?
I jeep
I cruise
I go high
And Come Down Low
Let me tell you what I know
Tell you?
Why are you reading his?
In case you missed it
This is setting the records straight:
Full Employment and Unemployment Benfits
Are the arbiter of
Peace, Equal Rights and Justice
Fuck Communists
I'm taking about
Paradise on Earth!
What you say?
Go 'head
All you want
For the truth
He got an award
Or a bullet in the back of his head
Fair enough
At least he did not live on his knees
The Paradise King?
The Muse?
The Agnostic?
Talk about The Observer
And the poem has not even started yet!



Stick your Bammer up your ases!
You know the drill
See whether it fits.
I listened to him and I can’t help thinking and knowing he’s nuts
On and on! Shup pa rap baby when you gonna stop!
Jay said it’s hard to imagine Obama on the side of the masses
When he wants the Banks who stole The People’s deposits
To show a sense of…
I know Legal Fraud and Corruption
When I see two
The Bammer and Mammer Rod
Of political corruption
Is the wrath of ignorance and heartlessness
At its heights.

The invasion has taught you new tricks by force
Now you have Universal Adult Sufferage
Otherwise known in Grapevine Jargon
As Civil and Equal Rights
The Invaders are gone
With the King and His Concubines
With the Queen and her Bammers
That’s what you are now My Dear
He rules and you scoop up shit
Be real and say you can’t get away from your nightmare
I know a Theist when I see one
And been a devout Atheist
For want of a better word
To describe what I am
When I’m not for or against
The Invisible, Non-Existent ‘n’ Unknown
In my Quality

You on the other hand
Have succeeded in inventing
A society as bad as possible
Against freedom of thought and expression
Against the rights and duties of a World Ctitizen
As vague as it seems
I believe in it
Breaking out of cultures like electrons
Hanging on like Prozac on protons
Immortal like neutrons

In the bankruptcy of your neurons
And your empty devotion to lost glory
You crave the fear
Of ‘The Bravery of Being Out of Range’ – Pink Floyd.

According to ‘Star Wars’ we win
In scientific reality
We created it remember?
Superpeople beyond the principles
And limitations
Of Humans and Angels In The Skies
That The fear of God
Is a form of torture
And I don’t think that my corpse
Want that kind of Bammer
At birth, education, intelligence, analysis and immortality

We’re just a bunch of cells from nothing
Lifelisized through
Their reaction with toxic waters
And to nothing you shall return
Fucking off
Oh! Lodi! Lodi!! Lodi!!!
My free gift to you is
Your immortal website
To the immortality of your callousness
In the immortality of goodwill
That you will never attain fast as possible.eternal.myass
One hell of a Bammer hmm!
You certainly hate Africans, Celts, Saami, Chinese, Arabs, Amharic, Zulus or the poor
Why do I rhyme this scenaio of eternal allegation with Moor
Because they did one thing the Israelis are doing now
And the Arabs do it too in Western Sahara or in Kabylielands
Or the Rhodes tenets Rhodesially
In Mugabe and Tsvangirai of Zimba…

Even Reagan supported affirmative action
What you got against its revival
Just stick your Coke up your Nose
Just ram your Rammer down your Dammer
Just stick your Bammer up your Assmer
Cone head of a Bammer
One hell of a Bammer from Oklahommmer!
Oppenheimer is in your Doppler effect?
Whatever that is!

Follow me or I follow you my people

Follow me or I follow you my people
I know we are going to paradise
We can’t miss the proof of this place
The final disgrace to the royal rumble
The embarassment of intelligence
I know we are suffering like losers in a fit as Hikmet laughs and Fela grins
I found The Bliss Specimen in places like Geneva
Where there’s work or unemployment benefit
Enshrined as a pillar of The Real Republic and Nirvana
In our guesstimate-rights in The Constitutional Account
Where the people have a credit with The Central Banker
As opposed to the folly of ignorance in spite of the dearth of vendetta for a rape
Everywhere the foreign Exchange rate is falling down
It goes on holiday in Goa, Maçka and Abuja
It never goes to New York, London and Canberra
I don’t like slave colonies and monarchies too
Turn freedom on My Earth like Amadamashoo!
Only Republics and Benefitism will do!

In the depths of her insatiable feelings from head to toe
She told me: My heart, My hunger and My G-Spot!
In Electro-Dance, Fire Dance and Equal Dance. Hot!
Her frontside’s Nkiru and her backside’s Owambe O!
Follow her now or I will make you follow her. Hypocrite!

This is Paradise on Earth and you’re My Creation
We did not pay to come here or wait for The Marshall Plan
If the new trade agreement does not give the people
One paradise of a job, unemployment and retirement benefits
Paying on time because our final resolve
Is to volunteer in the World Trade Organization
And leave our footprints in the sands of time, I declare that
This world is now paradise as long as we can change the constitution
So I and I are here to prove it in the United Nations
As the institution of the constitution in the unity of diversity
I laugh like a black sheep at the pistol and the ammunition
Okigbo and Nietzsche laugh at our misery, loss and fake calm

Whether this rhymes or not is not a joke to Rick James or Wordsworth
It’s not the dictates of a poem but the message of the pro-revolution
Tell The Atmospheric Mafia that I have A Black Rose for my cremation
She’s in The Anarchist Machine. Wailing to Mist. Waiting to Mix.
Born today like Paradise On Earth.

3:31am, 3 May 2010
Kalkınma Mahallesi,
Trabzon, Turkey