Mr Depth

There are two things the world knows about me
I am not a racist
I am not shallow
So why are you smiling?
Are you a racist?
Are you shallow?
So why is it funny when i say it?

Look, I am color blind I make no distinction
The world is a shade of cream and it suits me fine
This we know and this i need not defend

But i am also not shallow
I am blind to physical features
I look to the heart
Pure personality is what interests me
Define pretty? define cute? or better yet hott?

In my eyes we are all simply plain
Rolling meadows of faces
No hills, or gullies or ravines
Just open grassland of unending plainess
This is how i see your face
This is how i view your body

So rest assured when you talk to me
its what beneath the surface that counts
That is why they call me Mr Depth
because in my mind you are plain and colourless..

Scenarios 2

Be prepared, ever ready
Be prepared, ever ready
Ready for what and ready for why?
For anything of course and just because

Because some day and one day
In a confined space they shall fart
Be ready, one deep breath and breathe no more
five, ten, twelve and fifteen more
You can save them the embarassment and you the awkwardness
do both

And because somewhere and anywhere
In a public place you shall be undone
Be ready, one quick step amd spin around
Quick hands and sharp mind and zip some more
You can smile with confidence and act with quickness
do both

Furthermore because maybe and just maybe
In a moment you can be called
Be ready, to listen and to hold
A soft heart and open arms and tears galore
You can share the sadness and be their strongness
do both

"Your Honour I Object!"1

Your honour I object!
On all grounds I must protest
I deny their right to speak freely
I assert my right not to listen

Think me a barbarian, backward or repressed
But your honour i must object
They speak before thinking
and it is nonsense upon foolishness

Yes they are human as I
Yes I am not inherently any better
Yes you must protect the minority
Yes your honour

But your honour there is a reason they are the minority
They are weak of mind!
Illogical in presentation and elementary in understanding
So object I must And in contempt I will stand
No i will not settle or sit, do your worst!

Sorry your honour,i beg your indulgence
Ten days your honour!?
Your worst is truly bad
Is there no forgiveness? What about my rights?
Just a moment bailiff and I will resist no longer.

Tell me your honour, answer and buy my silence
Yea everyman has his rights
But how can a man deserve his rights
When he will not lay them aside to take up his responsibilities...

I rest my case

A little pleasure

Sliding in
and letting go
Just a little pleasure

To and fro
here and there
just a little pleasure

with reckless abandon
and without a care
just a little pleasure

no more to say
and all things aside
just a little pleasure

falling into bed
and crawling into sleep
is such a little pleasure