Pristine Lake
Camping upstate in Long Lake
rain falling in buckets on my tent
eyes wide open all night long
decided to jump into my kayak
at the crack of dawn
misty lake Eaton all around
surrounded by magnificent mountains
cedar pine trees patrolling the waters
rowed all the way to the other side
parked my kayak in the middle East
splitting headache finally gone
the fog started lifting
sunrise with yellow flowers
listening to fish chattering
listening to whispers of Allah
peace came visiting in abundance
while staring at the pristine lake.
Emptiness
A desolate city l live in
loneliness all over
Ukraine
Palestine
Covid 19 still around
never ending nightmare
l stare into the twilight
l have no clue what i observe
l stare into darkness
l glimpse a thread of a light
l stare into emptiness
there is nothing out there
synchronized horizon
rainbow with no colours
spontaneity
the Axis of the universe
converging
like a river running
into calamity
Externals
no more pretending
no more looking inward
no more apprehension
moving on and looking upward
still searching for peace that never comes
Recycled Humans
I have been talking for the past
40 years in exile
5 million more have been demanding
They want to return to the homeland
I’m sick of talking
Politicians do a lot of crapping
UN meets and does more talking
They live in villas in Switzerland
While Palestinians are living in camps
Still talking
I need to do a lot more walking
I need to forget about more talking
I need to teach my people walking
Till we reach the shores of Gaza
Then our journey Shall begin
Walking
Talking
Forget about talking.