Sunday, 25 November 2018
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
Sunday, 4 November 2018
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 willWhen 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
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)