The world is the same

for you and for me—

What we see

depends on

where we stand.

Do we want world peace?
  Yes.

Can we have it?
  Yes.

How?

It’s simple.
Pack all our beloved, war-loving world leaders
and drop them off on Mars.
Let them fight there
to their heart’s content.

We shall have peace on Earth.

When time was hard

you pulled me through.

Now that death has taken you away

who do I look to?

Gone too far

Gone too soon

You are always missed.

She ,
Comes quite while in morning
And ghosts quiet...
in chaosed evening
Like she lost way her around
-hunting
For a rat while rushing.

She lays her paw over harbour
Looking for her way out,
And disperse her self more quiet
Her eyes glows but light lost
While,
She eats the city with her
White paws.

Why should not one not play cards
Upon the the African savannah
And northern Iraq?
Too many Cheetahs.

all that pain
and belittlement
you served me
day and night
when no one
was looking
made the little
man within you
feel much, much,
much bigger
but now you
stand before me
weeping
with no teeth
and the big man
within me
has forgiven you.