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Even if I forget your beautiful name
that moved my heart day and night like a poem,
silver light in your eyes and your lissome form
all in a moment of insanity or oblivion
a foamy deluge, takes me in, when it comes
looking for each one of us, even civilizations;
who can stop that incessant flow from past
to the time to come, an irrefutable canon!
                                But nature would never forget
the lightening, at it's strike creating a diamond, effulgent,
the mutual intimate wanting, divine, beyond the realm
of human emotions,carved out equally from our psyches
like a gem stone cutter precisely does, with his sharp chisel
in a rare moment of revelation, will it be repeated ever again?

A  brilliance, hearts  struck, emitting echoes of love
though no more we would be in human realm
If only one could imagine a  love  beyond the limits of being
While watching people I realized
That folks are a lot like squirrels
They don't pay much attention at all
To what's going on in their world

They scurry about to and fro
Doing what it is they do
Digging holes and burying nuts
A lot like me and you

They run aimlessly upon their way
Never looking both ways to cross the street
I guess that's why we see so many
Dead squirrels at our feet

Run to here and scurry to there
He lives within his own little world
Yep, watching people I realize
Folks are a lot like squirrels
The concrete is cracked,
the bodies are burning,
and the skies are screaming with rocket fire,
our bullets.

It might be I don't understand the politics or the religion,
but these are the things we use to aim with precision.

Humanity is a fragile thing,
our world is bleeding,
and if this bloodshed is to globalise,
then we all need to mobilise.
i've been listening to way too much politically charged music this week.... and the news these past couple of months has been fairly devoid of good.
 Jul 2014 Cunning Linguist
its me
What words will you find when you greet our pitiless god holding the Ashes of our once glorious world.
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