I focus on the movements of the planets,
I see no conflict! In fact, I recognize it
as a designed lie, the greatest myth!
I used technology and looked at the
beautiful earth, from the outside I saw
the place where I live, I could figure all
the neighboring countries without walls;
they were in unison, moving at peace.
Birds of the world
caged, their wings unused,
abused for eons of years;
they had been taught to parrot
plastic words that had poisoned
their chirps, they sit and talk
of competition, anger, hunger,
killing, slaying, terror, war;
drowned in worries, they wryly
smile, silently cry; they do
everything that’s against their
nature, they don’t even try to fly.
You cannot know anything
by trying to know, the
experience will reap from
actions, actions will arouse feelings;
feelings will transform the world,
your body bombarded with words.
I feel your strength of love
within me, I can never be weak
again, I see the stars shining,
I am sailing in the sky and
in the sea, with the clouds
and the waves; I have come
in your boat now, I have nothing
to be afraid of, you have shown your
light, and thrown yourself in me;
my crown seats in your throne
now, in this unconditional grace,
I can trust myself as a friend
that was once my enemy.
Come close, I want to kiss
your inviting, juicy lips,
your eyes where I can drown,
I want to caress your forehead,
come close, so I can embrace
you; I know you were in distress,
haven’t slept since long, rest
your tired self within my willing
arms, come close, so my eyes cannot
see you anymore, judge you from afar,
come close, so my eyes can feel you,
the lonely battles you had gone through.
Your beauty distracts me
I want to set me free,
yet I come to you willingly
to witness my misery.
Don’t ask me why
don’t ask me how
I wish I knew the answers
of the wonderful verse
of life, whose meanings lie
in reading, in seeking,
in belief, seldom in questioning.
History knows the game
of inventing weapons,
investing in wars, mayhem;
history doesn’t know, how
to survive without them.
Bloody fields, scarlet
with anger and lust,
yet pages speak volumes
of friendship and love.
Civilization had shown
honesty and integrity
in mindless animosities;
it had successfully failed
in all peace treaties.
I have to be hopeful still
about harmony and peace
while some are warring for pelf
and power, others are killing in
your name; history, amidst
all of this has none to blame,
it witnesses beheading itself,
hangs its head in shame.
When I sit and think as to
what could save the world
from the inevitable, suicidal
debacle; what could make history
free from wars of all kinds,
I think of you, mustering minds
to perform your magical spell,
your out-of-the-world miracle.
