Google!

Go to Google, it hits the spot,
In information it gives a lot,
Twice as much as others do,
Google is the place for you!

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Wonder

People always wonder
What hidden secrets
Lie in those heavens yonder,
Are gods reigning this universe
Or are these thoughts perverse?
Is there a guiding intelligence
Or is this world just ruled
By evolutionary chance?
My bet is on evolution,
For gods and miracles
Are an imaginary solution.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Caucus

The Democrats selected
A Wahabi Moslem as resident
To occupy the White House Mosque
As the elected president
Where he can widely shout and yell
To kill the American infidel.
After the Towers such a game
Is a disgraceful shame.

The Republicans selected
A fire and brimstone preacher
To be the US president and teacher
Thus facilitating the creation
Of an American all Christian nation,
Cooking the women's goose
When they lose all rights
Their destiny to choose.

The Bard to this would say: "I see
What fools these mortals be."
Some others may observe -
'The people get what they deserve'.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Broken Wings

My wings are broken
And I cannot fly,
My spirit is gone
And slowly do I die,
Though life is still dear,
I treasure every breath,
Yet, of death I have no fear,
My vision of this world
Grows darker every day,
But once it is lost,
I do not want to stay
In a place empty of light,
Just shadows - dark and gray,
To consciously live
Captured in the dark
Is a reality too stark,
Without my eyes to see,
I rather quit this world,
I do not want to be...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Life...

It's but the blinking of an eye,
A flash of light in the infinity of time,
From birth until the time we die,
From dust to dust we travel
And no one knows the reason why,
We speculate on gods,
Heavens and morality,
While we engage in wars,
Adultery and criminality,
Dishonesty, lies and carnality.
What should we do?
Where can we go?
Only one answer
Which we should know:
Let life go on in an easy flow,
Relish the morning and each day,
Be good to each other in every way,
For there is nothing
Between life and death - old pal,
Except to enjoy the interval,
To capture life in all its glory
And thus ends my short story.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

The Sages

Those religious, superstitious sages
Return society back to the Middle Ages,
Paying suicide bombers their wages
To go out and kill the infidel,
If justice is to serve us well,
They'll all wind up in hell.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Vagrant

I lost my job, my health,
My teeth, my hair
And money -
I have none to spare,
My place is gone,
I am a vagrant
Without a home,
Cruise the Bowery
All alone,
So, passerby please stop
And drop some change
Into my cup.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

My Heaven

I see my heaven
In the eyes of my love,
Together we are
Like hand in glove,
She's my life's anchor
When times are rough
And of her sweet presence
I never have enough,
For real love
Is made of such stuff.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Love Song

Yours is my heart alone,
I could not live
If you were gone,
You're my refuge,
You're my home,
Forever, I'm yours
Till I'm dust and bone...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

We fear...

We fear the Muslims' policy
To go out and kill the infidel,
Yet, we dread an all-out war
Which may carry us too far,
A difficult dichotomy,
For either one brings misery,
Perchance, it will all go away,
Just like the Communist threat
Once had its day.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Chance

It's the twist of fate's irony
To create a saint or a monstrosity,
And some are happy and live well
While others spend their lives in hell,
For chance is a very fickle thing,
One never knows what it may bring.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Love and Money

She's my love,
she's my bunny,
she's my sweet
and sexy honey,
wants to be my pet
'cause I've got the money.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Habit

Habit is never in vain,
It leads you through the day
In a lovely chain
And through it
You experience gain.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Blues in the Night

When evening shadows fall,
Dimming the last rays of light,
I get the blues,
The blues of the night,
Eerie sounds in the dark,
Oppressing silence - then,
Suddenly a distant dog's bark,
Dark thoughts in my mind
Of lonely anxiety I find,
And sleepless there I lie,
No one with me were I to die
And if asleep - will I wake
At morning's break?
So, I linger till the dawn of day
When my blues of the night go away...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Americans are Decent Folk

Americans are decent folk,
They're free and liberal,
Don't accept any yoke,
They love their steak,
They drink their coke,
Laugh heartily at any joke,
And anyone does have a chance
To make his bundle and advance,
God bless this land
Of the brave and the free,
Throw out the Republicans
And keep our liberty.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

American Goulash

Take a well-cooked nation,
Spice it freely
With a corrupt administration,
Add the condiments
Of a galloping inflation,
Season it generously
With a good dash of bankruptcy,
Add some juicy profits' seduction
Of outsourced production,
Flavor it with a futile war
In some country - very, very far,
Top the gravy off with a president
Who's obnoxious and incompetent,
And you'll have a yummy,
Yummy goulash pot
Which hungry Chinese
Would love to eat up.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Voltaire on Doctors

To please the patient
Is the doctor's task,
And when he's done
For money he'd ask,
Then, he'll thank you,
Take a bow,
While nature cures
The patient anyhow.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Florida Condo Cocktail

Take a strong hurricane mix,
Spice it with a
Twisted insurance fix,
Add a liberal shot of
Corrupt administration,
Mix in an incompetent
Directors' association,
Find a director
On the kickback take
And a fine condo cocktail
You'll make,
A perfect drink
For a ghost town wake.
If the condo owners
Drink it up,
Their condos will be
On the auction block.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Pakistan

The military dictator
From his throne
Stealthily directs that the
Opposition must be gone
And our 'president'
Does all he can
To support this man
For birds of a feather
Always nestle together.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz

Google

Anything you want to know,
Google is the place to go,
Politics, science and history,
Google will solve the mystery,
When all search engines
Are put to the test,
Google is the very best!

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz