stoning and snowball throwing

i fled in fear from fellows

who felt might is right

and lost no time

implementing what they considered

exact and precisely accurate

hunting down

and stoning prophets

following their precursors

hesitating not

opposed and maligned Amos

Hosea, Jeremiah, and John the Baptist

now i sit, silently

with more hurt

and no further energy to sprint

among masses with language of right

tinged with democracy

spending moment after moment

networking with similar color

class, creed, similar speech

and a malevolent ‘hi’

with a filthy smile

while dodging liberties

of alternate voices and vision

these enemies

of modern day prophets

playfully fling snowballs

on heralds of peace

more painful

than the earlier stoning

henry victor     18.08.2002

names and not titles

in the spirit i was lifted up

to see angels calling names

names after names

mentioning not a single title

as they opened that single gate

to heaven like the custom officer

letting passengers through

that single door

to an outgoing flight

the rest the angels

pushed them into hell

as if pushing empty cans

into the garbage

the dump

even if they had letters

that are official

in that port the only criterion

for entrance being

that which is real

the stamp on the conscience

henry victor      08.02.2007

masking truth

to love and to be loved by you

i kept concealing facts

masking truth

and invented an apparent reality

i said to my soul when rooted

in love and assured of your growth

and when that moment has arrived

i shall plainly speak

but when the moment was here to speak

accuracy, i spoke another lie to cushion

your heart while carrying in my heart

the pain caused by speech not so plain

henry victor     15.08.2002

answers premeditated

nauseating emotions

bubble inside my head

even as volcanic liquid

roll in my stomach

every time i sit with groups

of women and men questing

after questions with answers

premeditated and easy

confirming established prejudices

leaving no space for timid, tentative

rejoins, which may be closer to truth

to set free women, men and children

© henry victor     30.09.2003

adjust

i have not resolved until this date

whether i should unreservedly speak truth

or when necessary conceal unkind truth

when real is uncomfortable speak deceit

truth is very real and is often cruel

even now it is the cruelty of fact

that makes me speak in a parable

to carefully conceal what is in heart

truth makes in me a little scratch

and it hurts within me much

that truth i refuse to speak out

making me to hum this new adjust

© henry victor     04.03.2003

the cow and the bull

i saw the mother cow tenderly caressing

the little calf lying at the mother’s feet

engraving in my mind the symbol

for mild and healthy productivity

i also watched the bull putting weight

unreservedly on the cow, not his own

charging ahead to discharge  all lust

hardly a thought of right or wrong

i, purposely, pause a moment to consider

the contrasting acts of the cow and the bull

the thought of holding opposites together

for a complete vision, my real to evolve

© henry victor