Heard some twaddle ten days ago? some TWOTS with microphones giving it a go.'
Got some SCAZNA waddling in the hills.' 'Johns' Questioning the locals..By order of the shills.' I think there are snipers ? I wonder
Are there some, who gunned down our Koalas; 800 was it the sum.? Geez what a heap of trouble from twenty twenty on.'
Where has my 'easy going homeland gone?' Hey why not give the hunters shovels and picks? so they can dig the final grave
For vic-pol.. Away up there in the sticks.'
Which Vic are you, in your estimation?
Are you Victor or Victim in your meditations?
Are you Victim because of your circumstances
Or Victor who lives to exploit second chances?
Are you Victim because your health is failing
Or Victor to fight with faith prevailing?
Are you Victim when wealth has made itself wings
Or Victor in hard work, building new things?
Are you Victim in love, afraid and alone
Or Victor to go and give out your own (love)?
Are you Victim in mental distress or depression
Or Victor in prayer and intersession?
The two words begin with the same three letters
One leads to freedom, the other to fetters.
Oh darling,
if our eyes could meet again,
they'd have conversations
that hearts could not comprehend.
We'd be stunned by the distance
sworn to tear us apart,
for gone are the times we felt like one.
I'd kiss your face, to appreciate,
all the moments, treasured 'til date.
Our past endless debates, pillow dates,
receiving great advice, you and I were divine.
I would have loved to call you "My One"
but we were three and never just us, two.
Take care of the baby
and the mother of your child,
I'm okay, I promise,
out of sight, out of mind.
You and I were a seasoned occurence,
falling for you, was never enough.
24 June 2022
Forgiveness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
It's no accident that
I found you today
God has intentions
And very mysterious ways
We all have different beliefs
Parents gods and disapointments
Different ways for our anointment
But if I were you and you were me
What would my anointment be?
Yesterday I made peace with God
I thought I was dying
And this is no fraud
Dizzy and confused
I convinced myself
That I had taken poison
And killed myself
But today I feel better
And soon I'll let my mother know
That instead of dying
I have further to go
But to me I passed that test
I called the Name that I knew best
He that calls apon the Name of the Lord
Shall be saved.
(Joel 2:32)
SORRY,
I DONT KNOW WHY,
I JUST CANT RIGHT IN SENTENCES,
FROM NOW ON,
KIND OF ANGRY ABOUT THAT.
VIC I HATE U NOT,
WISHING I WAS THERE BY YR SIDE,
I SEE YOU STRONG AS A ROCK
CANNOT BE REMOVED FROM MY SIDE.
BELIEVE IT OR NOT.
I WAS JUST MAD AT PROMISES,
ONE AFTER ANOTHER,
IT HURTS ME INSIDE,
WHEN IT DOES NOT COME TRUE.
I TAKE IT TO THE HEART.
IT DOES NOT WANT TO
FADE AWAY FROM INSIDE.
I DONT KNOW WHY?
SHOULD OF READ THIS EARLIER
BEFORE I RESPOND.
I AM SO SORRY FOR YOUR LOSTS.
YOU WILL FIND YOUR PATHS IN LIFE
BEING PATIENT WITH GOD
ALL YOU NEED IS TO TRUST
WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
DONT EVER DOUBT JUST DO.
I KNOW IS HARD,
BUT THATS WHAT,WE GOT TO DO MY LOVE.
FOREVER AND EVER STRONG,
SIDE BY SIDE,
NEVER APART.
LOVE U VIC,
SHIRIN
04/30/09
Copyright © 2009 Shirin Neshat
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