20110412

The loving Bureaucrat

You sit there behind the geraniums waiting for the click
In the hallway to spy on your neighbour
You cannot wait to find a flaw in them and then
call email and phone in to report 
a neglected dog starving for attention has more love 
then you 
your green eyes light up when you hear something
waiting like a spider until you can open 
the door
The war is over yet you love to practice 
the sport of taddle-tale 
and maybe one day you would get lucky to get someone 
in JAIL

20110407

Afgan woman

Safe in my car I hear the bloody tales of late
the war lords in and out of power
excuses to kill murder and oppress
yet you fight with pen an paper
and scare the men with weapons
with your words and throughs
you travel to change the hearts
of many
you believe in a future of light
while the so called guardian
gards not you but the others
lets educated the masses and
show the oppressor's wrong
the radio is off now as I step out
of my car and wonder about what
this world would be like without
war and hate and greed and fear