marching to a different beat

i do all the times

in academia among assess

that carry heavy books

in ecclesia among foxes

that carry a single book

and also in malls

in the absence of relevance

referring to books

i march to a different beat

marching to a different beat

i do all the times

suffering pain

with loss of gain

and pushed out of circle

until much later i stumble

alone, and stride

re-coiling

and re-circling

putting me back

into the loop

marching to a different beat

i do all the times

in the company of Copernicus

Jan Hus, and that ‘us’

the single most catalyst

to save multitude of ‘them’

otherwise thrown out

from that distinct sphere

marching to a different beat

i do all the times

and walk towards the cup of poison

to be served as a reward

and towards that crown of thorns

to be worn

but naked

as i march forward

towards a contemporary cross

to be condemned

henry victor      24.04.2007

age to come

i like Jesus

and later Rumi

Nietzsche and Vincent Van Gogh

belong not to this age

but for the one to come

and if this world

rejects me

am i surprised

© henry victor     31.07.2003

not normal

if not to look at a floating cloud on the sky

or the face of the water in the river
flowing both within and around me
can be considered a normal human

then, sure, i am abnormal to be shunned

and, soon, taken in for incarceration
in that asylum as incapable of living
a normal life except to sign my last will

while the river with all the uploaded urban

sewage flood into the ocean to poison
maim and soon kill the source of cloud
and the living dead enthroned as normal
 
19.05.2014

John the Baptist

John the Baptist grabbed no chair to sit
Nor pleased any powers, or towers of his times
He was simply a voice from the desert
The strongest reed of the prairie crust!

John was the music of vales and hills
That cherished not the herds of cowards
He danced not to beats of country drums
Nor cared for the civilized city thumbs!

John was a sensitive stethoscope
Listening to heart beats of the divine
Dancing in the spirits of the poor
Resizing, re-leveling hill with valley!

Henry Victor 02.04.2003