Wednesday 7 October 2015

THE OLD LADY



To live or not to live
The old lady contemplates
Like she has power over her life
Like her fate lies in a coin

To die or not to die
The old lady asks herself
The old lady far away
Where the sun sleeps at night

The old lady with no one
The old lady who's seen it all
For what has life got to offer
That the old lady hasn't tasted

The joy in smiles?
The pain in tears?
The pain behind smiles?
Or the tears of joy?

Reminiscent of her youthful days
When people still cared
When the skies were blue
And love was genuine

Her good youthful days
When morning birds were the alarm
When neighbors knock on your door
Just to share the priceless hello

She thinks the world today is sick
Perhaps she has a point
Well, she always has a point
The wisdom that came with grey hair

Whence came these plagues?
Whence came these wars?
Lust for worldly supremacy
Religion and Politics?

Men must be successful at all costs
Even if children have to die
Let the minnows kiss our feet
Lest they inhale our poison

The rich have drilled holes
Holes in the pockets of the poor
The law calls it corruption
Well, the law wears a mask

Oil is of value than men now
Ali cannot marry Esther
Oh! What's in a name?
Religion? The old lady shakes her head

To live or not to live
The old lady contemplates
She despises today's world
Now her fate lies in a coin

Head represents to live
Tail represents to die
The old lady tosses the coin
But into the deep drain, the coin falls!

Sunday 4 October 2015

ON BENDED KNEES



On bended knees we wail and wait
We wail and wait unto thy kingdom
May it come while we still kneel
While our thirst is still intense

With contrite hearts, we bend our knees
With no idea of how to start
How to say we lost our path
In this maze we call our lives

Filled with utmost uncertainty
Doubting our very own existence
We know not what we want
For when it comes, its never enough

How we do the things we don't like
How we struggle to live right
The tears we shed for no reason
The little secrets we tired of keeping

We've heard a lot about this God
Who came to die for men like us
Weary and overburdened with guilt
With eyes opened yet blind at heart

Give us rest like you promised
Lay a bed of peace in our hearts
Summon our wandering souls back home
And let us wear genuine smiles

With contrite hearts on bended knees
We wail and wait unto thy kingdom
May it come while we still kneel
While our thirst is still intense

AMEN!