Prayer of a young soul

Money grows on trees
No one sleeps on streets
Rich redistributes
Helping communities

Consciences are clear
Sapiens have a say
Government hears

No obscene wages
Humans have dignity
No fight in cages

Hard work is paid
Life is fair
Hope lives in masses
No despair

When nature strikes hard
Lives are lost
Humanity responds
Thick and fast

Armies disbanded
Wars not around
Nature cured
Food abound

Can we live
Without screams
of poor’s pains
I pray, I dream

AB 11 December, 2013
Photography: AB December, 2013

Sleep walk

I walked to a great
graveyard of souls
In the middle of the evening
thousands lost ones roaming
to unknown destinations,
each one think they are alive
daily grunt they survive
to earn more, till limbs sore
looking around, all I found
Just my reflection, such deception

Rations

Wait for rations
all hours in a day
Someone somewhere
wastes away
double standards
are here to stay
rich have millions
and games to play
poor do rise
have your say
your say matters
in rags and tatters
we won’t let you live
until you give
up in the smoke
wealth croaks
humanity triumphs
vanity limps
end hegemony
burn fake money
food you produce
all yours to eat
Rations for rich
who don’t know
how to cook
let alone sow
that is only just
rise we must

That wave

emotions, passions

on the brim

cut and trim

to measure

treasure seeks

wrongful loner

single disowner

who spends it all

before the night fall

and only then

inside’s mighty

unpleasant, unrepentant

Colossal wave

will satisfy, on

destruction of last

gold coin

diamond mine

that will be the sign

of freedom,

hedonistic greed

Kingdom Bleed

I say good bye

City of the golden goose

She lays her eggs
entrapment legs
golden web is set

shiny presents
wine and pheasants
riches, destiny met

it is not mentioned
foul ill intentioned
your soul being let

to mosquitos, spiders
capitalists riders
with stings properly whet

devour they shall
digest they will
skins, bones being ret

years will pass
centuries surpass
freedom you’ll never get

Driven!

Man and machine
Mixed feelings
It seems
Ambition
And lust
More power
No trust
Travel
Long valleys
Deep into
Blind alleys
to blunder!!
For us
to receive
monies
A reward
A number
And we all
surrender!!
No kith
or kins
Our values
are sins
No morality!!
Go on
And on
Unending
struggle
Presumed
Immortality!!

AB 18 December 2013
Photography: AB September 2013