It took me 1 year to make it happen
To utter the words inside my head
And present myself as a must to be read

It took me 12 months to get my act together
To turn potential into evidence
Of my poetic competence

It took me 52 weeks to have and to hold
To give myself to the rhythmical art
And become a master of the heart

It took me 365 days to tame the passions
And use them however I please
To cure heartache with lyrical remedies

It took me 8760 hours to go up and down
And invite feelings of hesitation
To thwart my blooming resignation

It took me 525.6000 minutes to realise
That admiration will never suffice
As long as I ignore my own advice

That it might take 31.536.000 seconds to make a big change
But that sometimes all it takes is a second or five
To make a difference in someone’s life

I am a riddle,
Wrapped in a mystery
Inside an enigma
And riddles is what I love

I am a master of crime
A bundle of vicious wit
Combined with callous creativity
Instead of petty violence

For brute strength
Is far from refined
Compared to this mastermind
I am one of a kind

So riddle me this,
Riddle me that
And get used to the fear
For the Riddler is here

We are all lying in the gutter
But some of us are looking at the stars
And wait patiently
Getting rid of the fear
Until clouds disappear
Because we know
That once more
The stars will glow

I know birds and bees
And magnificent trees
I have seen them on TV

I have climbed mountains
Despite my fear of heights
And have also mastered digital tides

There is nothing I don’t know
And nowhere I can’t go
There is nothing I need
Besides my 24/7 live feed

I have met some women
The greatest ones I’ve ever seen
Sitting inside my computer screen

And my conversations are special
Intelligent and profound
Now that I don’t need to make a sound

There is nothing left to lose
And everything left to gain
There is nothing left untold
In my digital utopian world

In the land of the free
People look at an absent God
To lead them the way
To show them how to use their liberty

They trade their precious privacy
For the right to bear machinery
Second amendment über alles
Individualities despite casualties

They distrust DC ****
Consider them corrupt vultures
So in order to cure democracy
They bow down for authority

And Christian conservatives
Look at liberals in disdain
Inside strip clubs and *******
Where praying holds a different meaning

The United States of Absurdity
Shouldn’t take itself too seriously
The true leaders of an absurd world
The U.S. of Hurray

Our ability
To detect stupidity
Solely aimed at others

Fleeting thoughts frantically leave the realm of intuition
As the potential of the poem comes to fantastic fruition