Hero?

In the blood field we thrive
As others fall.
On their demise, we toss!
Fear, not courage, drives us.
Ideologies, not principles, we stand for!
Self-prevalence not courage moves us forward
Over the foxholes we rush
To topple the foe that never was!
We slaughter them as they us
Not because we hate
But for my ideology, your foe
As yours mine.


They will say, ‘we won the war,’
We killed them and prevailed
Yet say I, ‘we are all losers
Dead or live, we all lost.

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The Journey

Turning to thine heart
To mine have I,
My eyes have I let to.
To my conscience has all been made real
for though art but the work of all.


The old dream, the wish, the if
All but die today
When thou art but come as a fulfillment to all
A new has come.


Mine love in thee have I found.
Mine word have I given


In thee, a tender green young plant
shall be
Until blossom come.
The pulsing flower thou shall be even through deserts
Surely, streams of water, water of mine love
shall flow .


And when tempest all seem loose,
I shall there be
And when all is calm
I shall there be
And when time for passing come
I shall gladly do, when my call is whispered
With full knowledge shall I respond
In these but a journey of love.

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Citizen Fanfare

How by hour life is kindly offered unto us
Yet I die alas from pain
We have learnt but alas little from yesterday
Yet she who gives life and knowledge
Rejoices in the present without ceasing
Of tomorrow, all knowledge is forbidden
The past has gained steadfastness
Happiness looks neither forward nor backwards
Yet I die, alas from pain
She who gives life
Alas, kills me and offers no life
To find infinite life,
Must I disappear
For being is eternal.

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