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White Phoenix May 2023
I am a nihilist in times of existential pride
Disengaged from the borders,
And the sons and daughters caught in existential fight
We're not safe from the order.
And we can hear the cries emulating from miles & miles
Omnipresent is the slaughter.
But who cares when my plate is filled with chicken and rice?

Save Us From Ourselves
Maja May 2023
To be looking for giants
And seeing nothing but dust.

Can we make our own legends
And tower over all

Even though the world is so big
And we are so small?

We are not heavy enough
For our steps to leave a trace

A whisper in time,
A forgotten face

So we will die
Disappear
Please just remember
that we were here

Welcome to our home,
our birthplace and our grave
Hello and Goodbye
Welcome to planet earth
This is where our bodies lie
Ikimi Festus Nov 2018
So bitter the truth, it won't bring you joy,
Today I'll be honest, no facade to employ.
Before I commence, I must humbly confess,
Imperfections abound, my efforts digress.
No matter my striving, it's never enough,
Yet I never imagined it could be this tough.
I don't mean disrespect or ungrateful disdain,
But in this world, Lord, your people are in pain.

Fear silences voices, they tremble and hide,
As wickedness revels, with malevolence wide.
Darkness descends, nations drown in despair,
Our flame to serve wanes, burdened hearts bear.
Oh Lord, see the state of your suffering earth,
Witness misguided hatred, the Holocaust's dearth.
What sense can be made of such human plight?
The hour grows late, Lord, please act with your might.

Life as we know it hangs on a thread,
Endless nights pass, dread upon dread.
Evil thrives rampant, your world cries for aid,
When will you intervene, this chaos to fade?

LORD: I have already sent you, my child,
To be my vessel of light, to heal and renew.
I send my roots into the earth,
accepting the sacred duty.
The gentle, yielding, firm,
and fertile ground of the mother.
I will water her.
I will protect her.
I accept responsibility
for this ground.
I yield to this process.
Enveloped by life. By time.
I yield to the watching.
I accept what it brings.
I choose to love
what comes before me,
so that what blooms
when I wither away,
may always be love.
You're the true instance of virtuous human.

Your mind as pure as crystal,
your heart soft and sound like waters.

everythang about you signifies peace and harmony,
love and respect. Your feeling is so true.

Your life is a blessing, and you're such a special prize from the mother Earth to my soul.

And to the whole universe. Super human.


Human, crystal mind, love, harmony, peace, respect, blessing, Earth Universe 🌌
Super human behavior
Cloudburst, downpour let it touch down, top down.

Make tears of the clouds wash off negativity till infinity.

Flush away diseases in the life's systems.

Let it fall top downpour vaccine, ignite the  machine.

peace Earth pleases hearts. đź’•
A darky rain set.
Zywa Apr 2023
Will people ever

love the earth, their mother, more --


than all their vices?
Hymn "Dies irae, dies illa" ("Day of Wrath, that day") in the requiem mass (2020) by Antjie Krog, performed in the Organpark on April 22nd, 2023 under the direction of Gonny van der Maten

Collection "org anp ark" #285
Zywa Apr 2023
At night, full trains standing still
between the erigeron
The grass **** wobbles a bit

The water sighs
little waves over the railway
Geese splash around

Bye Atlantis
Bye floating gardens
Thank you, all the best

We're flying out
the earth is open
Where to, where to?

Rombom, the sun will come
Zirconium sparkles, colours
expectation everywhere

It paints our desire
promises us love and happiness
- a fabulastic home
"Fantastic voyage" and the other songs on the album "Lodger" (1979, David Bowie)

Collection "On living on [2]"
Zywa Apr 2023
The sky is blue and cold today
as if the atmosphere is thinner
and I can sense the void

under which the houses are small
and low, meaningless
fleeting and interchangeable

The old timber factory seems to be leaking
On the right side of the base
smoke rises from the building

as if a reversed draught
through the black chimney hole
absorbs, from distant stars, seas
of gigawatts of power for the city
Jacob van Lennepkade, Amsterdam

Collection "Ifless"
Isaace Apr 2023
And opposite,
In the electricity fields,
Sit rows of hollowed-out shells.

Now in-land,
Though out of place,
The lightning whelks generate Hell.

And parallel—
Conducting phantasmagorical light—
The pylons coil around them:

Reverberations from the industrial fields
Where the blood lines coagulate and dwell.

And the blood lines—
They feed the hollowed-out shells—
Form conglomerate veins.

And in their hands—
The great fires they weld—
Ever-surging, moth-coaxing light.
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