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When one thinks of justice…: A poem
When one thinks of justice, it may seem rarer than the winter solstice A looted pearl from God’s oyster The guilt of man didn’t answer He who roamed stolen lands with the mark on his forehead outstands And his flesh is water not sand The liquid shame in his glands And God saw that heContinue reading “When one thinks of justice…: A poem “
Darling Mum: A poem
The wrinkles of the years don’t seem ages ago A moment’s thought can span fourscore Refreshing as a walk in the garden, a kind knock on the door A soothing voice consoles against the stones that make me sore In the kitchen, in the lounge and over all the walls The stamp of her soulContinue reading “Darling Mum: A poem “
Gems: A poem
The jade on my finger, the amethyst The moonstone, lapis lazuli, above my wrist I like to dazzle myself with them That earned wisdom is a treasured gem Gems can be lost in despairing moments on a clotheshorse of circumstantial torment Even the buzzing dishwasher’s pains cannot wash the dishes of all their stains CanContinue reading “Gems: A poem “
Can Penny Wong, the dyke, take a stand on antisemitism
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Futile entreaties: A poem
Let them bang on the walls of the corridors of my mind Let them repeat, and repeat again and rewind I have no knots in my locks, no scallops on my toes To their entreaties, I have the choice to shut my doors Wary, self-aware, a bull knows its own ideal fare All that glittersContinue reading “Futile entreaties: A poem “
Never asked God why: A poem
The humble keyboard displaying from A to Z and from zero to nine; to divine lessons we are wed Can we be enriched by the black on blue screen? Or do we render His pixels bereft of sheen? Yet, are we mere liveried footpersons marked by numbers? If God gives us the fires of eachContinue reading “Never asked God why: A poem “
Let me wake to justice: A poem
I have anger on the tip of my tongue But I swallow it back into my lungs I grit my teeth, clench my fists When I’m alone, I slap my wrists There are guarantees for shouse solutions Silence is awkward, is patience ammunition? For now, the door to destiny falls, it is wooden When theyContinue reading “Let me wake to justice: A poem “