Haiku Variations. That monsters do exist.

Where truth and fairness wrecked
Honest men, even women and children tyrannised,
Famished, raped, repressed by tyrants

As malevolence equals male violence
Where few own all and all little
A global ´elite´ wholly corrupt

Where forest and wildlife demolished
Fulfilling a greed and lust for annihilation
Mankind unique in hideous behaviour

Still building towers of Babylon
In deserts, in capitals, on human lives
Hatred for God´s creation

Alas lacking money, being needy
Does not equal kindness or being fair
Paupers can be evil too

When you hate your brother
If you suppress or violate your sister
You lack humanity and godliness

Without true piety or humanitarian ethics
Earth aches of your want to compare
As you hunger for dominion

While you exploit and feast
On pitiful superiority, innocent suffer and perish
Proof that monsters do exist

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Haiku Variations. The Master of December.

Was he born in December
Probably not, but does that really matter
What matters is, he lives

He will go on living
As long as one of us lives
And remembers his eternal love

Just repent and freely atone
Anytime when you are ready he forgives 
Safed from sin and worse

Haiku Variations. For the remaining.

I will light my light
As a rainbow is full of colours
To guide my few children

As one of you cried
Listening to ´praying for time´ and understood
My grieve and choosing distance

Look but do not comprehend
How can one see without a heart
Squandered for riches and rank

But for those few caring
Still, believing a better world must be
Return I will, some morrow


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Haiku Variations. And Yet Fewer Rainbows.

I see too little rainbows
Am I going blind or losing hope
For Him to come back

He promised us the earth
And we turned it into this world
Cold and ugly, without compassion

Was it more than pain
When Yeshua cried ´have you forgotten me´
Was he foretelling our future

Will He ignore his children
Since we chose to abandon our Father
Chasing gold instead of rainbows

This Giant Han That Chose The Wrong.

True, Han was insulted and belittled for centuries

All were underestimating this ancient giant

Soon strong and able enough to march

Yet, if Han represses its own and others

When this giant thinks it may destroy

Wildlife and freedom at will

When abandoned, the five coloured flag 
Died with the burial of Sun Yat-Sen
Also Mínzú, Mínquán, Mínshēng

And never forget, Tiananmen square
That glorious star Wang Weiling
People nicknamed Tank Man

Thus, modern Han has judged itself

As in the eyes of its wise of old

As in the eyes of the Creator

Where in the days of old, Giants

Walked this earth so will now

Earth eradicate its last

Haiku Variations. This Earth, III.

The hollowness of your lives

Reflected the waste of what was taught

While you thought it prosperity

Haiku Variations. And still there is love.

As long as she´s alive
Still there is love
In my life she´s ever there

When I´m wrinkled ´n crippled

None want to see or care

Like society treats each other

As long as she´s alive

Still there is love
In my life she´s ever there

As God appears sleeping, not present
To protect earth´s children
Little men violate the land and me

As long as she´s alive

Still there is love
In my life she´s ever there

No matter how cold this world

As blue as I can feel
Still she keeps me from harm

As long as she´s alive

Still there is love
In my life she´s ever there

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Haiku Variations, This Earth, II.

Blessed are only those few

That are worthy of His Holy Garden

Respecting earthly creatures and vegetation

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Haiku Variations. This Earth, I.

I speak for the land

Not the people, the soil, the earth

It deserves to be protected


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Tears for Idlib, the world's Crocodile tears.

Remember the innocent of Idlib

Guiltless children who´ve never known peace

Who will never see tomorrow



Haiku Variations: 5 words, 7 words, 5 words

Haiku Variations. Release me of my cross, part 4.

Part four.



Falsehood, anything that is untrue

Not speaking out whilst knowing of dishonesty

Not protecting truth and trust

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Haiku Variations. A locust plague on Sardinia.

And still they stay blind

Earthquakes, flooding, drought, oppression, everything already penned

And yet, John, few listen



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Haiku Variations. The bankruptcy of the meritocracy.

The moment that you thought

'I am special, I am highly skilled'

You became vain, greedy, corrupt


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Haiku Variations. Release me of my cross, part 3.

Part Three.




So taking too much is violence

But maybe even a worse crime is 

Giving less than you can

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Haiku Variations. A Sign Of Our Times.

But few saints are prophets

And hardly any prophet is a saint

I know I am…. not.

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Traditional Haiku ( 3 lines, 17 syllables)

Few saints are prophets
Not one prophet  a saint
I know       I am         not

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Haiku Variations. Release me of my cross, part 2.

Part Two.

What is violence you ask

You know already, rape, murder, greed, falsehood,

Taking more than you need 

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Haiku Variations. Release me of my cross, part 1.

Part One.

Release me of my cross

As long as violence is your king

How can I not suffer



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Haiku Variations. The people of Han. 7-5-5

Han was insulted and belittled for centuries

All underestimating this ancient giant

Soon strong enough to march

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Haiku Variations. Our Ways.Talmidim, Sufi and Sages.

We chose to become servants

Avoiding riches and worldly power, preferring modesty

None a slave, none common

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Three-lined Nihilism

I hate but I am not indifferent

I understand your wishes to do better

Yet I loathe what will surely come

Haiku Variations. Floorer 2.

This runs through my mind:

´Palestine oppresses the lost ten of Israël´;

Fratricide anew, Abel slaying Cain

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Haiku Variations. Floorer 1.

Am I part of Israel

Am I part of the lost ten

Am I part of Palestine

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Haiku Variations. On drugs and murder.

People who party on drugs

Your ´club´ is of murder and pollution

Killing the environment and men

Haiku Variations. Forgotten words.

Humble, modest, do we still

Know what these words mean? Can we

Live up to these words?

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Haiku Variations. In Europe. The Continentalist.

I am not a nationalist

But I do love the old continent

My Europe grow to (1) unity.

(1) through

Haiku Variations. In Europe - On democracy in Spain.

Spain with its Catalan suppression

Proofs democracy can also be a dictatorship 

An excrescence of popular neoliberalism

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Variaciones de Haiku. 

En Europa - Sobre la democracia en España.

España con su supresión Catalana

Es prueba de que la democracia también puede ser una dictadura

Una excrecencia del neoliberalismo popular

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