Big Brother Syndrome Poem by Sathya Narayana
Big Brother Syndrome
Burning! Burning! Whole world is burning
Erased ghettos, razing down skyscrapers
Mowed out farms, fields and meadows
Smoldering woods, thickets and vines
Thawing glaciers and boiling polar waters
War-fire far and wide; wild and torrid
Melting earth into oceans
Asia and Australia in shambles
Africa reduced to hot ashes
And South America under mercenary cap
Screaming, shouting and crying everywhere
Whole human world looking like God’s acre
In the bloody gore, pillage, mire and pyre
Scurrying kith and kin, in rubble, gathering
Scattered limbs of their near and dear ones
Tragedy reigning; hungry cinders remaining
In ravaged homes and ruined lives
“Ha! Ha! Ha! What a scene! How picturesque! ”
Dream broke! Big Brother awoke!
With cold sweat on his face and
Cold feeling sweeping his fetish mind
Smiled he in wild ‘sadist’faction at his reverie
Muttered he to himself in glee
“I will! I will! Fulfill this dream!
And slake this thirst! This hunger and this lust!
With hysterical urge reach those orgasmic crests
And stand there laughing my heart out
And shout, shout and shout like a lunatic
I am Lord! I am God! I am the Almighty! ! ! ”
i felt your angst while reading this amazing poem full of images, satire and puns. we all know the politics behind the arm dealers and the innocent scapegoats, a very fine poem Sathya. i hope the message is heeded.10
sathya.. this day 6th Aug 2008 63 years after Hiroshima.... ....blood smudged pages of history..brings live the horrors of world War 1 & 2.. ....occupation - invasion..of our ancient cuture..traditions.. subsequent 'division' of.... Mahabharat... a nightmare.. relatively.. recent conflicts....in the middle east... Iran -Iraq...Gulf war..1 & 2.. point a finger...towards.. one and only BIG Brother..... Alas we too..played into their hands... shame MAN...(moham) Money, , , , SIN...! ! ! ! your..lines..a symphony of the oppressed... great sentiments... regards.. sivann
a vivid illustration in words..concerning world atrocity...but theres is God to oversee of the events..and to believe on Him...good concept and well done.. Ency Bearis
Good writing bad news.Probably prophetic.Mankind has never found a war it didn't like!
a valient one this big brother edging out the rest
An impressive passionate piece, which I can almost hear screamed and yelled to music, the way that the young punk musicians express their anger and frustration with the staus quo. Your concerns are more widely based and more altruistic but the passion is equally ferocious. An honest and heartfelt poem, I believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 12:40:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Big Brother Sin-drome: enjoyed your poem, powerful imagery and like the pun on 'sadist-faction'. -chuck