SOLIDARITY

Patience, patience, patience.

In our sleep we still call for patience

In our apathy, we still call for tolerance.

Six feet down and we still cry peace.

The bruises of our sons and the scars of our daughters.

Never mind our bloody tears and our blatant fears.

Patience is one great virtue if differentiated from apathy and fear.

Speak up! Ye who are the silent of society.

Protest! You who are called timid.

Have a heart! Ye who turn your heads away in unconcern.
Let your voice be heard, he who hides his thoughts away from man.

FREEWILL

I visited the town of consequences and met the kinsmen of disobedience

The hell of our ‘had I knowns’.

Imagining the heaven housing the family of obedience;

Echoes of advices long since heard,

Regrets of actions never undertaken,

And the shame of fears never conquered;

My constant companions.

Just a drop of reprieve did I crave,

To moisten the patched lips of my conscience.

There is a frustratingly soundless megaphone in my hands.

It turns my desperate shouts to whispers.

I struggle to reach out to the lovers in my heart.

Only they cannot hear me.

Oh, how I know your ends from the very first steps you have taken.

How I so want to give you the heaven I imagine all day long.

The hell we can so easily endure because of the deceitfulness of our freewill.

BEAUTY

I’ve seen all and yet I’ve seen nothing,

Experienced all and yet experienced nothing.

This journey that seems without end.

We are but puppets in the very lives we commandeer

We are but streams coursing through the rocks.

     Our positions are engineered at every turn we take.

Blame us for where we end up.

As long as you reserve your disdain for the rocks.

See us transparent and sparkly as we avoid those rocks in every turn.

Do not blame us when we get to the sea and our depths become unfathomable.

You are naive for wanting us to stay as we are forever,

Transparent through and through.

And yet even the sea has its beauty

Having  seen it at sunset, am I convinced.

There is beauty in transparency albeit shallow.

But beauty found within depths,

Through every plunge and every dive

Beauty indeed! I say.

HUMANITY

We are our own competition.

Our history is never gone, always before us.

Our present constantly faced with shaming the achievements of our past.

Our futures with the hopeful resignation of ‘we can do better’.

Our history, our now, our hope.

We are what the ape can never aspire to, no matter how evolved.

We are humanity.

We are cautious and daring

We are foolish and wise

We are a people worthy of envy

 A  masterpiece of creation

We survive.

We thrive.

Hope, our emblem,

Our brightest gift.

We are humanity!

CONSCIENCE

My little man, lodged deep inside me

With just the possibility of his rebuke,

My feet are kept on the straight and narrow.

The sighs of relief he expels are like music to my soul.

My conscience and I bonded for life.

Him I never wanted but always needed.

Him I will prob’ly abandon with the slightest provocation.

A choice I never want to be given.

My conscience is a necessary evil.

My conscience and I, may we never part.

The world is a little bit safer with him in play.

My conscience is the isle of my soul.