ode of conduct

When the rain kept falling

when it should have stopped

flooding the fields

before the harvest


When the birds kept crawling

when they should have fought

for a flight – they were born for

for a sight, their spirits longed for.


when the men kept brawling

over reasons so stupid

and the children kept following

eyes closed – hypnotized by reasons unreal!


i packed my bag…

and sneaked out onto this path

through the backdoor of this stage

for it holds hopes for my dream,

and a boat for my escape!

take what you can

If you think that you already know,

      then its better if you go.

If you feel that i am angry,

      [don’t worry]

            i’ll never let my feelings show.


if you’re trying to frustrate me,

      i’ll find a way to disagree!

talk sweet and use me

      but i’ll know when

            you’re trying to abuse me

                                                           stop once!

                                                         think twice!

And now,

if you’ve cleared your mind

and if,

you’re ready to receive,

i have,

this small advice to give:



           your voice if

                        your words seem to fade away.


            your eyes if

                        you get looked down upon.


            your hands when

                        someone needs help.


            your steps if

                        the ground underneath slides.


            your heart to

                        a point of self-respect.


            your mind against

                        this ever-burning rage!


we reach out for light

to find ourselves

in the darkness


we try to trap love

with a heart

that thinks evil


we try to care


possessive altercation


we reach out for peace

in the things

that take it away from us


and we think,

so much

that life is important

just for the sake of thinking

just for the sake of living

after death!

after death??