Slava OlchevskiPoems

No. 0084 · Life in Transmute ·

Power of the rhyming words

English is a one dynamite language.

If knowledge is power, my dear readerI have the gun of the biggest caliberIf words are the ammo that hurts the mostThen the rhyming poetry is the worst.

I see clearly, that the worst damageIs from poetry in the English languageBetter than laser guided bombsSatire and humor hit close to home

On top of the mountain, so to speakThere is nothing higher, you have reached the peakLive in palaces, fly in personal jetsNo more challenges, it is boring gents

You love the power, you love your goldYou love yourself, to hell with the worldManipulate people, destroy the globeBeing puppet-master sucks as a job

When I said it all and made my stakeI realized that I have made a mistakeThe poetry’s good, it could make a hitThe problem’s that, no one is reading it.