WokenWith a shattered mind.The day’s tasks in the mistsOf a traumatic past.I stumble through the morningClinging To cups of tea and a dogs gentle soul.Too much lifeSpent searchingFor reality.
Category: Poetry
Re-post: Homeless/ Obdachlos
June 2022 I totally forgot about that one: December 2011 homeless the roof over your head does not suffice when the cruelness of your kin renders your soul homeless. you will keep the house clean. you will bake delicious cakes. you will keep on smiling but you will take care that it is only your…… Continue reading Re-post: Homeless/ Obdachlos
I Wanted To Be An Ally
I wanted to be an allyFor my black sisterBut…I wanted to be an allyFor my non-binary sisterBut…I wanted to be an allyFor my Muslim sisterBut…I wanted to be an allyFor my sisters and brothersFrom all walks of lifeButI’ve forgottenI had to be an allyFor myself first.
Gaia calls
And Gaia calls: “Come, my children, come. Bring the emperors new clothes And Cloth him anew in love & peace & healing.”
Democracy’s New Clothes
Democracy’s new clothesAs empty as the emperorsBut the mouths of children are gaggedWith the myths of adults:Only thieves and liars enter our realm!And the laughter Of Mammon’s acolytesFills the ether.
Ancient Voices
Ancient voicesCall forSwords to be Beaten into plowshares.We hear theirEchoesOn holy days.We know theirMeaningIn our hearts.We see theirHopeDie every day.Ancient voicesCall forSwords to be Beaten into plowshares.
Re-post:More to life
This poem was first posted in December 2011: There is more to life than work, responsibility, tasks. There is creativity and freedom and love!
Heretic Credo
(Might be offensive to some readers, please read with caution. It is not meant to be offensive but to highlight the idiosyncrasies within religious systems) Heretic CredoIn the name of JesusWe deny the other cheek.In the name of JesusWe abuse the children.In the name of JesusWe ridicule the meek.In the name of JesusWe deny what’s…… Continue reading Heretic Credo
Destroyer Of Worlds
Lonely man-childIn Getsemane’s GardenThe powers that be Watch over you.But you offer your Broken heart & soulTo Satan andJesus criesFor you chose Pain & destruction…
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