The story of Cain: A poem 

Was it Cain’s crime that God preferred   flesh over fruit? The fruit of paradise,  perhaps, in God’s memory. And he was  marked on his forehead. Protected   by his sin for life. He slew.  The shadow of jealousy is far too long  Tormenting the wretched. It keeps growing  like cancer eating the soul.  WeContinue reading “The story of Cain: A poem “

Man’s prejudice: A poem 

You can’t catch butterflies in a storm  They die, wings broken, antenna torn  Birds don’t dare strong winds, flowers shed  Animals hide from blizzards in panic’s bed   Famine scourges the wild, even bees lose bite  When a season fails to flourish, nothing seems right  A drought kills lush pastures, fruit don’t sprout  How everything isContinue reading “Man’s prejudice: A poem “

Gateway: A poem 

If wounds could be healed,  sorrow could be congealed  Walls would be no boundaries  but benevolently shady trees  A prayer is a rejuvenating limerick  Reignites the bard’s burnt-out wick  And the thin narrow space he walks  becomes roomy hallways without locks  Let the ghosts of time ceaselessly play  Circumstance’s bitterness not shatter like clay  Hurt mayContinue reading “Gateway: A poem “

A museum bears no truth: A poem 

Embers of history are no relics of gold  The oft-told story has no veracity in bold  The past is a corpse lying in mysterious dark  A graveyard of truth, which is seldom marked  Museums are no foundries of the lives that were led  Their artefacts don’t mourn for the veins that bled  Evil guns brought victoryContinue reading “A museum bears no truth: A poem “