24 Hours: 

I don’t want the night

And it’s demons

I want the pre-dawn quiet

The space for thought 

the dawn and the sunset

My favourite times

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eyes:

Why is it

That you see life in live eyes

That mystical thing

Of which we know so little

The twinkle and the humour

The animation

Why is it

That you see no life in dead eyes

The glazed corneas and dilated pupils

The lifeless remains

When life departs

Why?

 

 

 

 

 

Life:

Life just hurtles on

The years evaporate

I look for the meaning

But there is none

I look for the creative

To maximize the days

The time that is left

It’s all that I have.

 

Defenseless:

A friend once said to me

When you are in the right

You can be

As bloody minded as you like

 

When you have been in the wrong

And you are the defenseless

It is senseless

For you cannot retain

the credibility to maintain

The respect of the righteous.