An Ode to Liberal Democracy (No Apologies to Francis Fukuyama) | Murzban Jal

We came out from the brothel,
Daddy, mummy and me,
Shouting at the top of our voices
“Long live the bourgeoisie!”

Daddy is a celibate,
I know for certainty,
When my hands went round and round his buttocks,
He sang: “God save the bourgeoisie!”

When organs and circles go round and round
And round and round...
And round
And round
.............and round.
To metaphysical silence,
I am permanently bound,
And when the fascists appear,
I go hunting with both hare and hound.

Come Socrates!
What do you think of wisdom?
I think that wisdom is wise and nice.
So I can hide and give a surprise.
Entertainment Inc.
Where wisdom is wise and nice,
I, a mad man,
Who hovers between life and death,
And into happy brothels
With toilets without flushes,

Waiting
For trinkets
To be submerged
Into
The flush of history……….

— Murzban Jal