poet/lyricist from vietnam .raised in england live in california

To the evil demons of cars

 

 Bloody bastards, reckless drivers,

Why don’t you poison your own siblings

But murder those innocent pedestrians?

Fuck you drivers and go to hell,

For God will not forgive your sins,

You bastards Californians, murderers.

You drive like selfish assholes,

And you are fucking blind,

See not those on foot who share the streets.

If you don’t know this law,

Please do the pedestrians a favor,

Don’t sit behind the bloody wheels!!!

 Children of Satan,

Open thy eyes

And see what God has done.

White men, your time has come

Now, you suffer from joblessness and homelessness

What do you have to say about your attitude?

Begging on each streets’ corner,

Dragging your feet to search for joy,

But your sins have held you down,

Wiping off your shining beam.

Oh white Yanks of America,

Death is gazing at you.

Your nation is at war,

Your children are starved.

That serves you right for being supercilious,

That is the sign of divine wrath.

Oh white men, dance with the wolves

Eat shit,  drink your urine

And sleep on filthy streets.

This is your punishment.

How can I miss a poem like this
For it shines like a wintry sunrise?
Music in the tranquil air,
Inking the glassy sky crimson.
How can I forget a poem like this
When beautiful April is nearing?
All poems blossom-- this poetry month--
They glide all over this nation;
Red, Blue and White, the flag of America,
She waves and welcomes all poets to her home.
How can I let this lonesome poem wanders,
For it is yearning to glow like a amber rose?

(SOLOIST)
I am dancing
On the green meadow--
Like a young, merry flautist--

(SOLOIST)
One leg--(KICKING ONE LEG)  two legs--( THEN THE OTHER ONE)
One foot-(ROTATE ONE FOOT) - two feet--(THEN THE OTHER ONE)
Five toes--(WIGGLING FIVE TOES) ten toes-- (THEN THE OTHER FIVE)

 

(SOLOIST)
I am dancing
On the dirty lane
Like a happy schoolar boy--

(SOLOIST)
One leg--(KICKING ONE LEG)  two legs--( THEN THE OTHER ONE)
One foot-(ROTATE ONE FOOT) - two feet--(THEN THE OTHER ONE)
Five toes--(WIGGLING FIVE TOES) ten toes-- (THEN THE OTHER FIVE)

 

(SOLOIST)
I am dancing
On the rosary
Like a young flowers picker--

(SOLOIST)
One leg--(KICKING ONE LEG)  two legs--( THEN THE OTHER ONE)
One foot-(ROTATE ONE FOOT) - two feet--(THEN THE OTHER ONE)
Five toes--(WIGGLING FIVE TOES) ten toes-- (THEN THE OTHER FIVE)

 

 

When POETRI extinguishes his light,

And his soul escapes  his body

To soar to heaven with the angels and saints,

 

His wings will flutter from skies to skies;

And his tears will be dry.

His feathers,  fading gray;

 

When the poet has written his last poem,

He shall be remembered well beyond who he is.

His name shall be inscribed on his tomb till heaven's gate is opened by god.

 

When it is time to say, 'adieu my friend,'

The world will put him aomng the elites.

And the Earth will cease spinning just for a few hours.