Mark Nichols Poems

By Mark Nichols & Mehnaz Hoosein

Kismet kismet aye meri kismet
Tu mera lamha aye meri kismet
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Sometime after the beginning of the world
And many years before its end
There is a story of the frog who sings a different song
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There is a transformation
It goes like this:
From birth of civilization
And our own selves
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West County Sex Gang Anthem
Sweet Cerebral
Dreams of Spirits Smiling
Jester of Goodwill
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Symbols are extra-dimensional
They funnel and focus
Like magnifying glass to sun
Potholes
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We suck at guessing

We are not half as smart
At any given moment
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He was a great Businessman

Started by selling lemons
To kids who paid him to learn to make lemonade
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One small candle
Flickering, flickering
One small light
Brightly flickering
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I have been born again
Into the world of understanding
That what is new
Has existed since the first crustaceans
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I was open to the man early on
But skeptical
Even though I'm a self-identified
Democratic anarchist-animist
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