Hand in hand, into the sea, they plunge,
Each other, for they addressed
Ages ago, in their hearts for their fleshes
With the stranger to flee to feel.
To Swallow The World
Who can the world turn hollow
If thirsty, tombs all in fiasco sting?
Do mortals dropping mean a thing?
If lull to the world on knees, follow,
Thirst For Mandela
Oh Dear Mandela!
If your soul was an immortal breeze,
Tomorrow wobbling in flames
Half in darkness gobbled,
They shed blood to kindle gods,
Their pornographic gods to shine.
But if they withdraw their swords,
Behold, gold’s image twinkles.
Deep within her, a sting is hidden,
A hidden sting never spoken of,
Forever lay in darkness, watching;
By the paths lay before others.
Chair By Sunset
Chill cringes, the throned one fidgets,
Darkness rages and raiders plod by.
Around his stars, his stare is flung__
Once, heros now zeros snuffed.