professionalism

persons with feeling, flesh, and fluid

dark red and names making melody

too often are recreated as a digit

and dubbed into the tub named client!

efficient handling requires that;

to see numbers instead people, turning

them dependent on systems whose success

is calculated by the multiplying work platforms!

free thoughts here are not permitted

to fertilize with human sentiments of pain

or joy to name but the flag, professionalism

is hoisted to keep the maddening rat race!

henry victor     20.07.2002

three four nine

three four nine that number  compose

for someone else, to me, too have made

we are into digits and no more

for want, i type a numerical code

earlier integer was only for creatures

behind bars, considering them much less

than persons, but today all figures:

for we are no more humans with souls!

our figures those days had a fine face

and good sounding exclusive forename

but now the appliance knows our face

by plain numeral, or its combination

© henry victor     11.03.2003

and fruits hidden

i hid my soul in your heart like a seed
deposited in the dust on a cool evening
just before the sun had set closing
another date with his mate, the mother

earth, eager to see and benefit

from a fragrant flower and fleshy
fruits; though my soul barely soared
and like a seed scarcely saw light

water, or those nutrients, yet the stone

germinated eventually to be trampled
under foot growing as an unwanted plant
to be uprooted and replanted many times

dropping leaves, drooping almost to die

but continuing to exist with many bruises
inflicted carelessly, yet growing into a tree
surviving with scars and fruits hidden

henry victor     21.06.2002