Leveraging My Love To You Poem by Atef Ayadi

racism is a form
of leveraging.
if one said to me,
i love cars,
normally, i replay after one finishes all the
talks and clears out
all the clouds
from one's own see-me-too emission,
then possibly fetches, checks out, and tunes up any
own awkwardness and inaccuracies;
with something like:
'J'aime les pneus de voiture;
mais je préfère une amoeba! '

put the lid on,
not putting the lid on,
turn the light switch off,
push one's remote control
for an exit, and possibly
content with a tiny screen
of a bigger world?
i am not addicted to it;
but,
i say ''i dig it
marvelously! ''
when someone
thinks about leveraging me
in that area.
it is common by now!
isn't?
that's my ''not-charged'' positive tune,
but not the ''i-tune yo before yo eye-tune me.''
people are talking about it
in the main stream media.
hostility is only
a sign of chaos.
if one does not know
what is a chaos?
skip to checkers,
or just play scrabble with opposite
sex
or possibly with other magnetic polarities.
if no checkers, no scrabbles.
fine!
a journal, a paper and scratch a storm
slash
chaos.
or just go to north africa,
where the 'west' is brewing
as usual!
a new everlasting chaos.