("Tree of Life", 2013, original pen and ink)
Kali's Long Game
The dark age, Kali Yuga of Hindu lore,
Is not a generation or two
Or even a millennia or so
By Western measure
It is part four of an epic cycle, an Age,
Lasting almost 430 thousand years
And it is the age we’re in
Each moment, each day, year, generation
Being but another step
Into darkness and dissolution
And this is the world that fills our knowing
Literally the whole history of humanity
If that's where we started
So when we hear Grandpa complain
How it’s not like it was
How kids these days…
It’s not like it’s going to improve anytime soon
This is the way of the world
The way of the cosmic cycles
That no matter how much we try
How much we hope and pray
It’s going to keep degenerating
Until all is flat
And all our dark karma
Is brunt to a crisp
Till no seeds remain for the next
Golden Age to begin.
In the big picture where are we?
About five thousand years in.
(12/2/23)
Categories:
kalis, history, perspective, spiritual,
Form: Narrative
It’s time to awaken our kali, time to awaken the power,
Hey woman - you need to take a leap, rise and empower!
Reciting Scriptural prayers to summon the Goddess to efface all evil,
The transformation into ferocious Goddess Kali destroying the devil!
Maa Kali! Show the world, your dynamic avatar,
To bring peace and harmony, we have to start this war!
In the sky, land, oceans and the ground,
To kill the demons of the world, we need the Kalis all around!
Kali was celebrated for her power to destroy and transcend death,
Let us fight against the immoral values, till our last breath!
Break the realm of domesticity -as mother figures,
Break the silence, as the anger triggers!
Values and virtues of human race have shaken;
Eliminate the patriarchy, the Kali needs to be awaken!
Categories:
kalis, emotions, gender, god, woman,
Form: Rhyme
sindak sa sanlibis
nsglibing ng labis
di maanting ang kalis
Categories:
kalis, absence, allah, allegory, allusion,
Form: Choka
I want to sip my kahawa with peace.
I want to live in a hut overlooking Bud Tumantangis.
I want to sit to write my sentiments on earth.
I need breeze of swinging wind for peace.
I need your help peace.
I am wanting peace.
I want to travel in the Sulu Sea with peace.
I want independence, the answer of peace.
I am not brave to face war.
I need a courageous Tausug to defend peace.
I only have an inch of crying faith.
I need your help, oh peace.
I am to die of my faith.
I am to live with pride.
I am to fight with sharp ink kalis.
I want barung as my symbol of courage.
I keep my budjak buried in Sulu earth.
I want to live in peace. Only with peace!
I love you peace.
Layag Sug!
Categories:
kalis, beauty, career, change, childhood,
Form: Bio