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Centurion Sermon Sonnet 1005
Peace is an act of ceasefire,
Peace is an act of disarmament.
If you don’t get this simple fact,
You need lessons on common sense.
Beer is no bravery,
Guns ain’t no gallantry,
Dump your bazookas in museum,
Smell the roses with some coffee.
Dump your scripture, pick up a sport,
You’ll learn a lot about honor and camaraderie.
Dump your constitution, pick up gardening,
You’ll learn plenty about preserving life ‘n liberty.
Nationalism is the greatest threat to peace.
Fundamentalism is the greatest threat to harmony.
Peace is an act of disarmament.
If you don’t get this simple fact,
You need lessons on common sense.
Beer is no bravery,
Guns ain’t no gallantry,
Dump your bazookas in museum,
Smell the roses with some coffee.
Dump your scripture, pick up a sport,
You’ll learn a lot about honor and camaraderie.
Dump your constitution, pick up gardening,
You’ll learn plenty about preserving life ‘n liberty.
Nationalism is the greatest threat to peace.
Fundamentalism is the greatest threat to harmony.
Smoking is Good (Sonnet Satire, 1320) | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
Smoking is good for the planet,
For it screws with the lungs.
Alcohol is good for the planet,
For it screws with the brain.
Bullets are good for the planet,
They riddle the body with holes.
Bombs are good for the planet,
They blow up all, body and soul.
Autocracies are good for the planet,
They cause civilizations to fall.
Mindless tech is good for the planet,
Our biggest wonder will be our downfall.
Whatever kills the humans, heals the planet.
Forget AI, human greed is the biggest threat.
For it screws with the lungs.
Alcohol is good for the planet,
For it screws with the brain.
Bullets are good for the planet,
They riddle the body with holes.
Bombs are good for the planet,
They blow up all, body and soul.
Autocracies are good for the planet,
They cause civilizations to fall.
Mindless tech is good for the planet,
Our biggest wonder will be our downfall.
Whatever kills the humans, heals the planet.
Forget AI, human greed is the biggest threat.
Amor Armada (El Soneto – The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Abigitano: El Divino Refugiado
“Amor Armada (El Soneto)
El dolor fortalece el corazón,
La catástrofe fortaleció la integridad.
La estrechez de miras arruina la existencia,
En las personas encontraremos la felicidad.
Las nubes son sólo heraldos del sol,
Las heridas de hoy son la corona del mañana.
Cuéntame de tu dolor, quiero escuchar,
El apego es un ungüento para la humanidad.
Sí, estoy ebrio, pero
no de vino, sino de cultura.
Estoy bajo la influencia,
no de drogas, sino de idiomas.
No quiero alcohol, no quiero cocaína.
Mártir para el mundo, ¡soy Amor Armada!”
“Amor Armada (The Sonnet)
I don’t do drugs,
languages are my LSD.
Half-lovers crave escape,
I crave absolute unity.
Music is my MDMA,
Cultures, my cocaine.
Languages are my LSD,
People are my heaven.
Those drunk on love, language and
culture, need no artificial stimulant.
Only the half-lovers and the half-dead,
chase booze, drugs and institutions.
I’m drunk with the spirit of sacrifice,
You can keep your puny bottled charisma.
In a world of broken glass and
cigarette buds, I am Amor Armada.”
El dolor fortalece el corazón,
La catástrofe fortaleció la integridad.
La estrechez de miras arruina la existencia,
En las personas encontraremos la felicidad.
Las nubes son sólo heraldos del sol,
Las heridas de hoy son la corona del mañana.
Cuéntame de tu dolor, quiero escuchar,
El apego es un ungüento para la humanidad.
Sí, estoy ebrio, pero
no de vino, sino de cultura.
Estoy bajo la influencia,
no de drogas, sino de idiomas.
No quiero alcohol, no quiero cocaína.
Mártir para el mundo, ¡soy Amor Armada!”
“Amor Armada (The Sonnet)
I don’t do drugs,
languages are my LSD.
Half-lovers crave escape,
I crave absolute unity.
Music is my MDMA,
Cultures, my cocaine.
Languages are my LSD,
People are my heaven.
Those drunk on love, language and
culture, need no artificial stimulant.
Only the half-lovers and the half-dead,
chase booze, drugs and institutions.
I’m drunk with the spirit of sacrifice,
You can keep your puny bottled charisma.
In a world of broken glass and
cigarette buds, I am Amor Armada.”
