Can I just sit here and dissolve
as a servant of life’s sour taste?
Absord the aches, the pains, the cold
and shiver as I wither away?

COOL CUCUMBER

Wish I could always cool as a cucumber remain

From irritation and anger, I wish to totally abstain

Yet like some people, I don't wish to this, just feign;

I honestly wish to from irritation and anger refrain.

Thank Ahura, blessed I am with a nature fairly good !

Wonder I, otherwise with a temper short, what happen would !

May people never be able to provoke me; decide firmly I should;

Otherwise misguide n mislead me anyone easily could.

If I had a temper nasty, people at me, badwords could have hurled;

Or from authorities, nasty actions could have unfurled.

Lord keep me cool as a cucumber, in this chaotic  world.

So that embrace me You could, with Your arms curled.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Me
Eat
At
T.

ps

I have been a
vegetarian for
30 years. In
Ireland we are
treated worse
than Gays
Blacks or Non
Drinkers, but
imagine being
all that as well?

With fingers bare and wrinkles shown
Much less is little known
With hands under cloak and shroud
A death a day is what is vowed
A figure in the darkest night
Weakens the soul from out of sight...

A mouth opened, and a whispered name
The lungs of one are fully drained...
The hands of the named now ice cold
The cause and reason are withhold

A widow stands at the grave site now
With eyes red and a wrinkled brow
Who knows what time will tell
But her name too will be whispered well