The Happy Haiku Game

who are the chosen?
what is their purpose in life?
who can answer this?

We have no purpose.
Illuminati rule us
From their secret lairs.

secrets aren’t harmless
but the truth can be as bad
where is the middle?

Truth is, it’s raining
I must go now to clean muck.
Could my life hold more?

the muck is always dragged
for no apparent reason
why can’t muck be left?

The reason that muck
Must be raked is that sometimes
Sordid truth must out.

Sordid lies and thighs,
gripping, grasping where they may.
Your heat becomes you.

Heat: in summer, foe;
Prostrates in sweat-drenched woe.
In winter, so welcome.

Heat coach Pat Riley
Resigns just before season
Shock in Miami

Miami Vice: once
The hottest show on TV
Now nobody cares.

who likes the simpsons?
are they the hottest program?
or is it others?

Cults program the minds
Of searchers after some truth
Their truth is evil.

the truth of the cults
is quite simply ignorance
that is repackaged

Ignorance is bliss”:
What foolishness! More often
Grief is the result.

foolishness takes over
when true knowledge is ignored
never forget this

Prudent words ignored
Become recriminations
A bitter harvest.

Recriminations
Assail me for thread-bumping?
Poof! Done anyway.

:stuck_out_tongue:

assailed by liars
i didn’t do what they say
i, falsely accused

Accused of dreadful
Crimes, the miscreant cried,
“It wasn’t my fault!”

we all have faults, flaws
we can never be perfect
we’re not meant to be