It’s not from gneiss, those rocks
but diamonds, gold and emeralds,
pretending to be cinder-blocks
razor-wired brimstone netherworld.
It lends its sheen from bank-notes
green, it’s the clogged-up arteries,
your moon obesity, a scapegoat
blame on others, faking martyrdom.
Wall in Naples by Thomas Jones
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February 10, 2016
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Gneiss one.
– esme nodding upon the Cloud
LOL!
Brilliant pun.
🙂
Thank you misses!
– esme bowing and laughing upon the Cloud
Very interesting. Björn. Not an egalitarian but rather an elitist stony structure forming
Luv that you have introduced me to gneiss
Much love…
what money can buy… ?
your moon obesity, a scapegoat
blame on others, faking martyrdom.
Perhaps the same as trying to take the credit of what others had sacrificed!
Hank
Wow! This is powerful, Bjorn.
Yes, exactly right in each line. The sheen of those bank notes, that’s what it is all about.
your moon obesity, a scapegoat
blame on others, faking martyrdom.
This is soo powerful!
your moon obesity, a scapegoat
blame on others, faking martyrdom.
This is so powerful!
There’s a staccato pacing to the lines that makes each one feel very forceful, especially considering the disgust in each line.
Faking martyrdom: an awesome phrase. I tend to think of the crazy right as fake matyrs. When you listen to what some of them are complaining about, what they are actually saying is that they are not getting everything they believe they are entitled to receive from their country. It’s not that they aren’t able to make a go of it – they just want more … and some scapegoat has gotta pay for their let-down.