Gently accord the curtesy to anyone human – K.B

Gently accord the curtesy
To anyone human

 

 
Sounds like a suicidary
Plan
To gently accord curtesy
To anyone human

Sounds like a fools errand.

Crazy hookers,
Treat them like
Queens.

But don’t give in
To their tricks.

Homeless musicians.
You might be appealed
By their art,

But don’t become
Friends with them.

( drugs, thieves,
Artful to locate
Your weak point
And take advantage
On you ).

Highschool friends.
They like you as long
As you share their
Aspirations.

Once you work,
They will try
To break out
From you
If you’re too
Weird.

Let them go.

College friends.
Same issue.

As time goes by…

Magasine editors.
They’ll get the best
Out of you,

Without looking
For a human and real
Relationship.
They are very much interested.

Publishers.
Same issue
Except that they
Pay less.

Religious friends.
They won’t
Resist the call
Of society.
Compromised.
Useless.

Parents.
As long as you
Are a good kid,
Folllowing
The good path and
Giving signs of success,
They’ll support you.

Otherwise they get
You institutionalised.

Spiritual people ,
Often tormented
And following
Daemons
With no method.

I could go longer
On that,…

But the point is not
To lament.

Or fill your head
With cynicism
And bad ideas…

Just saying,
Just exposing
The hypocrisy
Of the world
That I don’t
Share tonight.

Coz,

You’ll see that in the
End, everything is
Based on interest :
Either money
Or sex

Or Pride.

Tonight,
I’m feeling weak.

The illusion is gone
The one that made
Me believe
That despite
Everything,

Humaneness
Is still there.

I’m not sad.

Just quiet
And possibly
Lucid.

In the end,
Only God
Does good
For the sake
Of it.

He has that very
Rare gift of disinterestedness.

He gave me some of it,
I never made money
Out of my poetry
For example.

I never made
A case of my poverty
Either, take off
The « v » ,
Rearrange the letters.

You »ll get to poetry.

The real one.

Therefore,
Tonight,
God is sustaining
My flame.

I sometimes still mingle
With the world I described.

I hope that genius will
Survive

One day I will take
Arms to wipe out
The filth.

 

 

K.B

 

 

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