Wednesday, July 29, 2009

don't worry

don't worry i already hate you
the place that you have created doesn't have room enough for me
don't worry i can take you
i've already learned how to deal with stares, wordless comments
don't worry, i won't forget you
like the thousands before you whom i lost respect for, you will always be enshrined
no matter how hard to work, no matter how hard you try
that image of your own ignorance and utter failure is branded into my mind
perhaps it would've been best if you tried for success but sadly you have never succeeded
those hollow words that you speak are nothing but empty threats
time doesn't need to errode them to tell me that what you have said is really nothing
i don't even have to listen to you anymore
destitution and persecution is all that i am destined for by your projection
seems you have left whatever else is there to my own reflection
perhaps you hope that i can just keep afloat
never have to take care of me, carry me with your money

ergo, i too am human

Thursday, July 16, 2009

long time ago eh

when i was young (long time ago eh)
i walked
i saw
big city opened up it's mouth and yawned
inviting universe ravishing in beauty and furnished with fantasy
a playground.
i walked
beside the bars, the drunks, homeless, junkies,
city life created its own offspring, larvae ready to implode
destroyed already before incubation and (re)birth
i walked
i saw
and i heard the words when i saw
don't be like 
paraded by parents (their own minds clouded by what they were taught, afraid themselves)
don't be like
don't be another drunk indian
don't be another drunk indian
a long time ago eh?
sunset smiled down on the man-made metropolis
green grass growing gaily down the boulevard
human footprint on the land.
once where women took care of the land, loved it, grew only what was needed
they are gone.
only big city opening its mouth, yawns
young eyes open up to far far away
the city has disappeared already because it has destroyed itself
multiple identities gone.
no more taking children down the damp sidewalk,
telling the kids
don't be like
no more.
water rises up to meet the sky and everything disappears.