roaming in eternity

he knows his strength

at least, he fears not

what he lacks

or, what little he has

with a thick skin

of the plains buffalo

he lives beyond a need

to strengthen his ego

or picking feathers for a cap

with an absent need to cover

his head from sun that burns

or cloud pouring  crocodile tears

neither does he need

any paper

online, or offline, to cover

his stinky arse, his poetic farts

wilderness of flourishing failures

a landscape, he much thrives

on, holding tight the horns

of the seasons roaming in eternity!

henry victor            27.10.2018

  

departure order

with a departure order in one hand
and hand-cuffed to the other
but in heart filled with an overflowing
of pure spirited spirit of joyous freedom

i boarded the aircraft to the land
i fled only a year ago with a vision
of that gospel of american prosperity
of easy green tabloid announcing

a hypocritical affirmation, a trend
empty of human compassion
that trust in an absent god, mistrusting
my story of pain caused by guns and jets

my dream now is to carefully blend
the lessons learnt in two prisons
and continue my struggles to gnaw
like the beaver until the falsehood fall