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Apollo knows not why the sun  sank below the horizon and came undone  Zeus has smelled the shame of Olympus  because the world below only gets worse  Hephaestus’ steel has gone blunt  The sword of greed is on the hunt  Arachne’s yarn spins without art  The garment is worn with hate in the heart  PoseidonContinue reading “Darkness at Olympus: A poem “

Do leaders ever say a heartfelt sorry?  They are like opportunistic bees always in a hurry  And the flowers they seek are ugly with untruth  For truth is lost in the undergrowth underfoot  Their magic is an illusion like a magician’s trick  Honesty’s fingers burnt, but con’s candle is lit  One can tell that itContinue reading “The room with a view: A poem “

It is the rich who always fear the worst  Not the poor, who make do with just bread crust  The rich draw way too much earth from fortune’s trench  Their hunger is omnipresent that much wealth can’t quench  It is the rich who avoid paying their tax  They heed to the law with much earwax  WhenContinue reading “The rich and the poor: A poem “

O September, may you be warm and wet  The toiler’s hand has gathered sweat  The window of his hope is only weak  to the weather’s swing. May it be meek  O March, may you onward march  like a gladiator on an unflinching warpath  to knock out poverty with your sword  For the starving, desolate haveContinue reading “Grant us, O month!: A poem “

Remember the time you died for centuries  when your trees were broken spindles, bare of leaves  when your shoulders were gnawed like excavated mountains  when your veins were like poisoned fountains  Remember the time of the hangman’s noose  when the architecture of despair was let loose  A sword is never blunt for a fallen victim Continue reading “Salutations to the suffering motherland: A poem “

Riches are no wealth  Furs are not felt  Candles always melt  to time’s relentless stealth  The pharisee is the one who spoke  Thus, his pot of honour he broke  The publican only stoked  his silent grace in the coke  A poor man is the last to fall  when a strike of tragedy befalls  For heContinue reading “Food for the soul: A poem “

To stumble and fall  Yet, with courage to stand tall  The victims of fate  live in humble faith  Clouds are a mirror  of the thread of honour  Dark woods shine  for the brave and sublime  In the night, to behold  a lowly flower as gold  Patience, for time to unfold  bread from the mold  ThatContinue reading “Faith: A poem “

There’s a sea of difference between `the haves’ and the `have nots’ of this world. Egalitarianism is not fortune’s card. And even the not-too discerning eye can tell between gold and fool’s gold, should the matter arise. It’s the wad of notes, they say, that wags a different tune in the eyes of the beholder. Continue reading “The rich wager, the poor have wages: Just for laughs “