do not worry
my little king
to fall asleep
because
your kingdom
although little
is still great
do not worry
my little king
to fall asleep
because
your kingdom
although little
is still great
sometimes i wonder
how famous and powerful wipe their asses.
do they do it the same way i do?
they must!
long gone are the days
when they hired people to wipe their asses.
enlightenment ended that job opportunity.
do they use wet wipes?
are they special expensive wet wipes?
do they stick their finger a little bit inside
to scoop it up?
or do they just gently fly over?
if you are famous and powerful
please call me to tell me
how you wipe your ass.
my phone is +38163268906.
all politicians dream
of managing foreign policy
because this is one thing
where little people
can not tell them what to do.
all foreign policy
always ends up killing children.
not one or two,
but hundreds and thousands,
and tens of thousands of children.
and there is zero money
invested in advancing democracy
but there are trillions invested
in weapons that always end up
killing children.
my oldest child
just turned 18.
i hope i did not
fuck it up too much.
and i hope i created
a nice little anarchist
to continue my work forever.
there is so little
that can be said
with these short poems
hundred little germans
walked down the street
and yelled loudly:
hale hit her!
hale hit her!
hale hit her!
and everyone thought
that they are nazis
but they are not.
they only want to
help a woman
who was hit by hale.
what happened next?
art history
is the most bullshit bullshit ever
because it never mentions
the little people.
just imagine if history
was written like that:
only about the kings.
how stupid would that be!
every day
i do something little
and maybe not so cool
so one day
far away in the future
i do something super cool