Meandering …
Streams ebb,
flowing,
whittling away rock,
gradual,
patient,
seeking the anonymity of the seas.
Tears flow,
ebbing,
carving lines,
engraving faces,
frantic,
raucous,
fleeing the comfort of emptiness …
Archive for October 14, 2014
I Want to Walk with You …
I want to walk with you with our heads held high,
Never cowering,
never with heads bowed,
With our feet on this blessed soil,
and our dreams reaching for the sky.
Dreams of simple joys and of peace and of mirth,
For all our fellow travelers on this delightful earth.
Dreams not of wealth or of positions of high standing or of mighty power,
Simple dreams of a walk in the aftermath of a Johannesburg evening rain-shower.
Dreams of bread and water and dignity and shelter and clothes for all,
Dreams where all fellow travelers may together walk this earth proud and tall.
I want to walk with you, my fellow traveler,
with our heads held high,
Never pandering to power, never silent in the face of its abuse,
Always firm in our convictions,
that we can all make peace if we only try.
If we try to stop and think and sometimes not to look the other way,
If we practice what our different creeds really teach,
we will surely see that day,
When we all,
fellow travelers,
may walk with our heads held high,
Never cowering,
never with our heads bowed,
With our feet on this blessed soil,
and our collective dreams reaching for the sky.
Call me silly, call me naive, call me hopeless, and if you must, call me weak,
But is this not the common good,
that our different creeds and cultures all seek?
The Infidel …
The infidel writes,
blasphemes,
rejecting cellophane sermons.
The infidel whispers,
cursing,
the benevolence of the higher power.
The infidel chokes,
gagging,
on the odour that emanates,
from self-righteous mouths.
The infidel waits,
patiently,
for the retribution that must arrive.
The infidel casts off,
the labels of faith,
of belonging,
of sanctimonious snobbery.
The infidel refuses,
To beseech the merciful god,
And to cower,
And to kneel.
The infidel stands,
At times alone …
“Let him who is without sin cast the first stone” – Jesus Christ
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