effects made easy

they make things easy

for themselves

walking in terrain unknown

without being blown

they stroll around here

with weighty artillery baggage

that soon transmutes into

my coffin, a heavier luggage

for my daughter continuing her walk

they deliver it from high in the sky

making effects easier

for my offspring as well

and they call this:

“liberation”

but i add the alias

“genocide”

© henry victor     05.02.2004

with head up survived

i have watched not once but twice

my house being blown by cyclonic winds!

i have seen my house

smashed to the ground

by bombs dropped from fighter jets

while i, with my family, fled

to escape death from artillery guns

i have helplessly witnessed my folks

sinking in the sludge of scandalous gossip

those poisonous political discourses

by malevolent men and women

planting trees of violence

in all these i have survived

walking away with grace

and my head up!

henry victor     16.10.2003

 

Deserted

Many times I have climbed that hill
On which is the House
Temple for Murugan, Tamil hill god!

Twice I observed
His seat he had deserted!

Once when two innocent lay dead
Like dead animals on wayside
After being shot and killed
In the name of national security

Next when my Toyota Liteace
Rolled back and hit the rut
Since the Sinhalese government’s intent
To genocide led the road to be neglected!

Henry Victor 19.10.2003