He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.
About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-
......
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
Through granites which Titanic wars had groined.
Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
Lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall;
By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
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I come from a musical place
Where they shoot me for my song
And my brother has been tortured
By my brother in my land.
I come from a beautiful place
Where they hate my shade of skin
They don't like the way I pray
And they ban free poetry.
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I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.
I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.
I am not yet born; provide me
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Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
An every turkey has a Mum.
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas,
Don't eat it, keep it alive,
It could be yu mate, an not on your plate
Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side.
I got lots of friends who are turkeys
An all of dem fear christmas time,
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Every night I stay awake
Then curse upon the sun
Until my dreams can swallow me
And from myself I run
Stumbling up the stairway
I ignore the field of flags
Convince myself they’re burgundy
And shred them into rags
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Im Dunkel sitzt sie,leis' und kalt,
ein Schatten,der mich fest umwallt.
Sie flüstert Dinge,kaum gehört,
die Seele zittert,aufgewühlt,verstört.
Ein Hauch,ein Blick-schon ist sie da,
so greifbar nah,so sonderbar.
Ich schließe Augen,halt sie fest,
doch sie bleibt-mein stiller Gast.
Don't rely on the bogeyman
to frighten you into stillness.
He is only a shape carved
from the edges of your doubt,
a shadow cast by stories
meant to keep you from wandering.
The fear is real-
but not the face you gave it.
It waits not under your bed,
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The Elephant Unseen
We won’t see the looming beast—
Slavery, lies—too slick to grasp.
Fear will choke our thoughts at least,
Ruled by fiends—Hell’s poisoned dust.
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My father's gun hung on the door,
at first menacing, then necessary.
That gun kept out the wolves,
the bears,
and the wind howling.
The gun kept out the cold,
my mother no longer shivered,
and my father no longer took watch.
The stars no longer stared,
and the moon no longer seemed like a dream.
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