Gaṇeśa ~ Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Conquer obstacles to achieve success

Conqueror of darkness, of emptiness
obstacles removed, hurdles overcome
nervous to succeed, to accept failure
question the meaning of life, penniless
understanding that the love of wisdom
emulates poverty, life in a slum
rage against poetry as sinecure

oblique references as strategies
behold the failures of the caste system
symbolic patronage offers a gift
tasteless as the privilege of rich people
away with the entitled few, this rift
conquered by mediocrity, sheeple
left without friends, alone, casualties
embark on adventure with bold conker
shatter the hopes of all around to win

travel with the conqueror of forty
orbits swirl, the Philistines to ponder

asinine donkey ears hear what they fear
chonky cat, full of treats, the eye is thin
how to pass through the mind of a shorty
insolent to others but to the tribe
exact and cool as Kind of Blue, endear
variants of the lie as to explain
ego as bruised, existence as short-lived

suckers, says the President, full of pain
understanding pathos, what the deprived
conquer to say less, as bakhshesh, a bribe
conker in hand, to give it up, what gives
eclipsed by the blue flames of the burner
suck shit and die, birth and death, quick learner
success suckers, for the few, hate derives

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