THE PLEDGE OF THE MONKEYED APE

Translation from an Unknown Romania Poet by Radu Pintea

One day, an ape down come from that kin, Anecdotic

Joined counsel hanging on some branch of tree, exotic,
And said: Im feeling hurt like hell! Attention all of you!
A words spreading about and it aint at all true!
They claim man would wind down from our own good race
This heinous idea outrageous is to my face!
Oh, my, that Darwin scientist entire our monkey world offends!
When claims that man himself off our stem descends!
Whoever heard the monkeys among them to divorce?
Do ape folks shoo their kids out in the streets or waging wars by force?
Are we inventors of computer chips and other gadgets from the devil?
Of Satanist symbols, of poisons, or tricks of swindlers evil?
Did anybody see under the jungles cover one of us
Bashing his brains to tinker a bomb for murder mass?
All that we leave behind when we do have heyday

Decays in bio friendly manner. We care for nature in the natures way
While man instead pours venom every single day
In woods and fields, blue skies and every waterway,
We have no porno stars nor as-dame-travestites,
And nobody could swear that we are troglodytes!
Whoever found in our hoard a mental sick,
Drug addicts, blood thirsty goons or a homosexual dick,
Scoundrels, or bandits, guerillas or tobacco joints?
In our whole and noble race youd never spot such stupid points!
We have no cruel mobs in our lineage so loft and might,
Nor terrorists, no dogmas and not a bit class fight
Much as I roamed, excuse me, the jungle I failed to see
In all the monkeydom one single and private cocos tree!
Following the lifes right lane and obviously correct,
Our own teenagers their parents with deeply love respect.
In our own hierarchy, as it is natural and fair,
He only becomes chief whos agile, smart and dare,
Apt the hoards life to hold tight, guard and cherish
Shield hoard from foe and saving it form perish.
Often our alpha male his precious fur does stake,

To find his hoard safe haven overnight and grub entire jungle rake.
While people, lo! behold, Almighty God, do save us, pray,
Their bosses have no honor and neither heart, I say,
They are corrupt and sly, jerks, wide mouth, the entire lot,
Smitten with lust for power, red sizzling hot with greed and rot.
They care for their herd not a dainty grain,
All that matters to them is their wealth plus multiply the gain.
As long as sun and moon exist youll see it next to never
A monkey brain concocting schemes and lies galore to lever.
With man all content means just hatred, intrigue, lies,
Are all his second nature, his basic lawful ties,
Nor under torture by a shrink on some laboratory mat
Judas myself Id never turn, neither some turncoat rat
And here is another thing into our world thats fair:
With apes there simply aint religious warfare,
Nor are there holy inquisitions, neither enchained liberties
To lay stoned asleep in ditches after such debauch parties.
We have no world order with apes, zero nationalism
And not a single doubt around fomenting atheism

QUITE TRUE, THE MAN, THIS TWO LEGGED SHITTY FACE

LOOKS LIKE AN APE ALLRIGHT, BUT NOT FROM OUR RACE!
Bucureti, Romnia, December 8, MMXV