Friday, 29 April 2016

Traitors

Forth came, out of the unspoken
Feelings of betrayal and of want
Wanting  all mischief explained
A vain desire well remained

Smiling sweet faces all too good
For a world of treacherous fools
Back-stabbing like a mouse
Those within the very house

Profits and interests undercover
None befriends but they flatter
Looking so like sweet peace
They suck the blood with no remorse

Their deeds but plots and treason
They do hate without reason
Their words bitter honey
They betray for no money

Friday, 15 April 2016

Sublime


As from total unconsciousness I awake
Moving from head to toe, even my brain
The sun is up outside the window
And life is round and about the earth

Every day it happens quite the same
Yet it is a new miracle each time
To be able to finish a day in peace
To be able to wake up from sleep