THE CREATURES OUTSIDE NOAH'S ARK

We are the Creature's outside Noah's ark!
At the mercy of God's discretion
and the discriminatory nature of human dispensation.

Poor is the one not favoured by Noah
But why should power so big hand to a man?
Whose heart is prejudiced?
I like to ask the Old man

What's my fate if I have treaded upon his crop?
Or with my slimy self soiled his garden?
Is not man a creature with choice?
Where in this lottery is my voice?

So I like to ask the Old man
Why make Noah's enemies your enemies?
This is not justice in my book
Quite frankly some of us think Noah to be a tool!

WE

We planted where petals fell

Because we looked into the skies,

not the wells

We harvested where scavengers dwell

Our focus was on living things

not grimy death

We plucked where gods ate

We said to ourselves we deserve the cream

not just a dream

We laid where others fell

Our hope was in the Resurrection

not the intermission

We laughed where others wept

Our tear drops were for joy

not sorrow's toy

We floated where Marines sunk

The sea was our skating ring

not a living thing

We lived, we grew, we aspired

We transcended, we ascended

We acquired, we maintained

And so shall it remain

We are who we are

The awakening after the dream!

GOING THE MILE

Kisses from afar lips don't touch

Blowing bubbles from my heart

Pouting lips with lovers breath

So If we can love from afar

We learn to be closer

A staring role in my video calls

The leading lady, a round of applause

Half way around the world seem far

But when we cut through the globe

It's a straight line into the heart

Kisses from afar hips scintillating

What the hands don't feel the heart vibrate

Shouting hearts that oscillate

We are closer yet... so far.