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Monday 25 September 2017

WAR

War.
Sans blood. Sans scar.
Just an enemy.

War.
Sans swords. Sans bullets.
Just a destiny.

War.
Sans attack. Sans combat.
Just with me.

Conquered each night,
Conqueror most mornings.

War, by myself.
'I' with 'me'.
Warrior or coward.
Check my pulse and see.

Monday 18 September 2017

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry
that I read about you
clicked my tongue
and simply said, bless the poor soul

I'm sorry
that they sent you
to take care
of a monster

I'm sorry
that he called you in
and compromised
your very being

I'm sorry
that he touched your breast
and said he was actually
touching your soul

I'm sorry
that he placed his hand
upon your thigh
even as you said no

I'm sorry
that he undid you
and then smiled

I'm sorry
that he did this
for endless days
night after night in a row

I'm sorry
that they shut you down
when you found courage
to speak up

and I'm sorry
that I only torched candles for you
when they torched cities
for the beast
who wrecked you.

Monday 11 September 2017

Bubble

Oh you selfish, evil vile,
How dare you walk the sexy walk?
How can you look straight and smile?
Then make a hue and cry, for when he gawks?

You tempt him, and enchant him,
Then don't obey his every whim?

You seduce, invite, with your naughty eyes,
Then reject him? Oh such utter lies

His innocent gaze YOU assault,
By casually walking by,
Then you blame him for the fault,
When he pounces, and you deny?

You tempt him by your mere existence,
Causing him such trouble,
You should have stayed behind the fence,
And not broken out of your bubble.

Monday 4 September 2017

Teachers

Molded futures, shaped lives,
Seen it all, with keen eyes,
Vulnerability, and the white lies,
All knowing, seeing, being wise

Thoughtful gestures, infused within,
Teaching, keeping high our chin,
As we fight with our yang and yin,
Stand behind us, our next of kin

Taught building an eternity,
Of memories and possibility,
Understanding our taciturnity,
Backing up each uncertainty

Without a word, they understand,
Our futures with our tiny selves they planned,
Experienced our failures first-hand,
Yet never let us leave our dreamland

We stand today, each arrived,
With us, for it, they had strived,
In our minds forever reside,
And teach generations, satisfied.