Echoes of generations past like Urquelle to Urkel,
Old words made new with meanings I never knew
With the gentility of that loving single uncle,
The words in my ears were morning sun, gentle dew
She will rise
The guardian’s hand’s the butcher’s tool,
And kisses fade to bruises too
And love’s embrace to bitter jail
Why’s fear around the love that was?
RTC card
Past me vomitting venom into violated ears
As if by scratching metal on metal it were possible
To assuage my mettle.
Original Sin
Our intellect our science have surpassed
Creation. We know the why, how, where what.
The tides, the stars, the Möbius strip
Dalton’s and Kant’s intellectual flares,
The PC, Android and the Metaverse
Surpass creation’s greatest feats. We now
Should know …no… decide evil from good.
Kid Poems on Space #JPL
Kids writing on space:
Infinite Faith
I don’t believe in ancient fairytales,
So, god is just some made up fable.
My five senses haven’t sensed
And I personally haven’t experimented!
Special moments
There’s no pain without prior serenity
There’s no war without prior peace
There’s no hate without prior love
There’s no death without prior life
There’s no end without a prior start.
Walk on Water
But when the promise long foretold at last came to pass
God Himself, didn’t take a staff, or cloak.
Clean fire place
Even the darkened soot mud walls
Seem to cower and hide, lest one notices
That they witnessed the fire, that pieces
Of history reside in their crevices
No god ?
Is black dark grey and white a lighter black?
Is killing 10 people same as 5 million lives,
Or is starving an infant in a death camp
The same as denying a meal to a migrant?
Is failing to save the planet, the same as
Failing to save your neighbor’s house from flames?
waghni 