With the passing of each day
I was learning a new trade
sometimes I roll on the cold hard floor
as I read
sometimes I smile perfectly in tune
with dread
here lays honor bestowed by knowledge
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Thursday 15 January 2015
Super Story
Let me tell you the
super story of a faraway land
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where fishes drown
and rivers die of thirst
…the super story of
a faraway land
where kings walk
and slaves ride on horses
..the super story
of a faraway land
where dogs meow and
cats bark
…the super story of
a faraway land
where men become
children to their sons and
women ghosts of
their daughters
…the super story of
a faraway land
where nothing is
for everybody and
something is for
nobody
…the super story of
a faraway land
where nothing works
yet everyone does
Friday 5 December 2014
Time table
So many drums to beat
so much funs to catch
so little time to bleat
so many bolts to latch
loads of ideas flurry in my brain
so little time to feast on its rain
Tell me more
Listen to our pleas
said anguished hearts
tell us
of the time of the ages
when men were children to
their sons
and everyone was mad with
the Sun
when the earth was full of
mischief
and everybody claimed to be
chief
tell us
of the happenings of old!
our tender heart seeks
knowledge
The Conscience Prayer
Free your thoughts,
Your innovations become unstoppable
Trade your heart,
Money becomes your chi
Let me not to a depraved mind
acquiesce
The depth of its pit I desire to
know not!
IMPERFECTION
He aimed at the stars like Ares
bent on shielding off the sun
unfocused, he missed the skies
his arrows went unattended
like the willful son of a bastard
father
fettered in penury by a whore
she comes from the depth of loneliness
where she is hurt by the tongue of her
fair one
crying to the heavens in blankness
no one was there to oil her glory
TO THE CHILD BRIDE
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MY SCENTS YOU WILL NOT
SNIFF!
THE THOUGHTS OF MY
MIND YOU WILL NOT READ!
NEVER WILL YOU CATCH
THE WAVE OF MY DRIFT!
Through hazy days in
your scary maze
I have suffered you in
your crazy craze
I died in the flurry
of your maids
Servants tied me to
drown with no trace
I need not describe to
you my face
You were there,
cunningly amazed
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