Saturday, March 24, 2012
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!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
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!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
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.