Bogus Fabricator

a poem by Jayati

Outrageous
Insane; his claims
Columbus never discovered America
Nor did Captain Cook; Australia
How ignorant, this man.
He’s saying, “There isn’t new nation
But new ordinance that bring in new markings
Not necessarily, always to everyone’s liking.”
“But to, at least the majority
and the majority consists of fools,”
saying it loud in a single breath;
Contradicting usual myths
of invasions, conquests.
Challenge;
The brushing off by few;
Works as only epics;
Imagination without facts to
substantiate mythical claims as real;
Coming from foolish Quacks.
What a pity! The man insane
How silly? The silly point
Of game cricket,
Historical
teamwork,
Win.
Talk mad
Crazy red eyed
Bullfight. Torero attack
Silent Pete, voice only to be heard
On radio, charity ball that roll-
Herd instinct motivate; plots
Not of land; that house
men women
children
in harmony
but psycho-thrillers
Movies from jerks; Top hits.
Fly over the heads of the Ku Klux
Clan; Cuckoo’s nest; Comfort.
“Hey! Are you joking?”
“No?”
“Ramblings.”
The madman
without cue;
Answered piqued.
Taking a mirror in hand
Screamed well done
Well done.
Stupid
madman, in rags
put him behind bars
to make him understand
the taste of freedom
he enjoys because
of us
today.

Thus
Spoke the madman. He asked further,
Was America and Australia devoid of human race?
And said, “Ok, I give some points, as credits
to the brave sailors who reached the continents
for a rediscovery
but that does not mean, wipe out history made before them.
Dismiss the same as imaginative stories, myths.”
“Well, they are welcome, those who want to pursue ignorance,
it’s their choice, who cares for propaganda!”
The madman made a lot of noise holding a mirror in hand.
I did find him amusing in broad daylight