defendress of the rotten wildflowers
insane appreciatrix of old and grey dandelions
schizoid deity, the devil’s bridegroom
your beautiful mouth knows and sows only ever confusion !
your beautiful lips spill miscarriages,
resentments, barrages of empty vitriol…
your eye is a cat’s eye,
a cat’s eye nebula,
a darkness impenetrable, unfathomable
THE DOUBTING MAN
no one in his right senses
would entrust the universe his luck in life
but so i have done, and to a greatest peril !
but nowadays, i must refuse
a life duped under silk palms of masters
shall i want to be honest !
only G O D is real !
now, my dream
is to hover
like a beautiful melody without end
over the monotonous blast-beats
of eternity
nowadays, i have come to insight,
that i do not expect much from this world... -
it is a vile, dark place !
i expect instead to have to work hard to discover what i seek in it,
for it is hidden, buried, lost and forgotten amongst men
but i ! –
i want to become a dangerous human !
and i have learned
that no human being is more dangerous
than he who has endured great suffering
for the cause of his faith or beliefs or ideals...
but also, that none is weaker
than he who never sacrificed anything for anything else !
so much more complex
is a man doubting
so much more naive,
a man certain
