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39 Steps; the protagonist and the conspiracy: A poem 

If you believe I am a protagonist in a one-actor play,  that I change my voice, every time I change my costume!  And I take steps in every direction! As if they saw my reflection   in the nearest cosmic body, yet I never felt detained there!  Does the act begin where it ends? Does it have to repeat?  I have myContinue reading “39 Steps; the protagonist and the conspiracy: A poem “

Can there be any justification if the actor of justice gets retribution and not the actor of the crime?: A poem 

I do not hold destiny circumspect; but yes,  there is a fallout of cause and effect. I am sure  that people are beginning to believe that there  is a design in everything, like in times gone by!  But how should I say is the delivery of comeuppance  so feeble as time grows to supersede an Age?  IContinue reading “Can there be any justification if the actor of justice gets retribution and not the actor of the crime?: A poem “

The evil that men do lives after them…so, then, integrity just wishes to walk away!: A poem 

Do they think I wore these shoes  because I wished to walk into the arms of treachery?  There is a cold barren floor from the evil…  these poor feet of mine, trying to avoid frostbite!  You know one can be weary, tired…but still have  an impassioned will? One can be cornered by a deluge  and still, somehow,Continue reading “The evil that men do lives after them…so, then, integrity just wishes to walk away!: A poem “

The return of Paradise (of God the Son to God the Father!): A poem 

These jewels shimmering like mountains in   ethereal light between Taurus and Leo;  where I find you resplendent like a King  and God, Father and Son; a love sparkling  like unearthly crystals from beyond Time   and Age. Such is the memory of your face!  Such is the power of all the tribes we progenitored  from the lingams of ourContinue reading “The return of Paradise (of God the Son to God the Father!): A poem “

With the illegitimate King Philip the Fair and the corrupt Pope Clement the V around, what chance did the righteous Jacques du Molay have? With the powerful Roman-protected spy Saint Paul and the corrupt chief-priest Ananus ben Ananus around what chance did Godly James the Just have? I am told not to worry about what cannot be controlled? Really? Should we not worry that history permits illegitimate corrupt powers to have control over the vulnerable righteous? Don’t tell me that I must not endeavour to prove that wrong?!!!!

Our measures of destiny are flawed and not a divination!: A poem 

Do you know our measures of destiny  in seconds, minutes, hours, days  is no divination, but a simplification  of our material existence? How can  you be certain that you can measure   light as a photon is light and a dying  star is as heavy as a humongous crystal  in the sky? We are only children, where   our experience, educating us timeContinue reading “Our measures of destiny are flawed and not a divination!: A poem “

O Mother, you implicitly taught me to define love and forgiveness!: A poem 

How many, Mother, would ever turn the other cheek,  when in the unChristianity of the Word being swung by the sword  and thrown out of the pulpits like a nausea/ vomit of lies  that people around the world cherish a book (NT)  that came from stolen foundations; their being stolen from their rightful owner!  Mother, despite your Christianity in this lifetime, you hadContinue reading “O Mother, you implicitly taught me to define love and forgiveness!: A poem “

I know there are too many defining moments, despite there seeming to be none!: A poem  

You know, if love were to bind us,  would we be desirous of it?  Yet does it set us free(?)  if we were haplessly flung apart as we are  to arrive at different points of time and space?  Would our love grow resolutely stronger  to retain itself in its original entirety, then?  Or would it weakly dissipate  even from the hallways of memory?  I think we haveContinue reading “I know there are too many defining moments, despite there seeming to be none!: A poem  “