my psalm fifteen

an authentic spirituality, a true worship

and a bona fide love for God

that will provide me firmer security

is not my belief but my doing

doing the right, speaking the truth

slandering not and doing no wrong

to friends or foes, spreading no rumours

but keeping my word despite the cost

expecting no returns

for rendered kindness

refusing to be manipulated

and to refrain from manipulating

henry victor     21.11.2003

unused brain

begging for many more opening

like a homeless, restlessly carrying

a wallet fat as her unused brain

to discern not wealth, an affection

at the door step that she is kicking

seeking more love, bent on biting

the hand feeding her mouth, a gate

opening strength to a flexing foot

will she ever, ever open her wallet

to let her mind know a bird in hand

fulfilling more than many in a scrubland

as un-grasped affection is life discarded

© henry victor           15.07.2015 

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

and 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