Cov One 9

Unravels fast, doesn't it?

Surprised?

That permanent thread, 

Delicate.

Supply chains, 

IV; 

next hit,

Interrupted. 

Instant life, seems distant,

Halted, 

Wings clipped, flight; 

Grounded.

Fault lines, flatline 

Ventilate,

Isolation on display, 

Desolate.

Pathogens, Pangolins, 

Bats, 

What darkness lurks, 

In the year of the Rat.   

Haves, have nots

Fate,  

Zindagi, maut 

Politicians, pontificate. 

These Four Walls, 

Home, 

Global Citizens,

populating phones. 

individuality Withers;

on the vine; 

Cultivate, What is;

I? 

Disposable fashion, 

P.E.Ps, 

Instagram this;

Disease

Lives we’ve built; 

Our Grenfell towers, 

shellacked walls

Fragile, Nail parlours 

2 trillion dollars, words

Paper.

Death Toll, Who’s first? 

America. 

Can’t purchase life with debt, 

that dalit behind 

your Amazon button;

Dead

V,U,W,L, 

Recovery Bell,

across the Street, 

Death knell. 

baME frONT LINE 

Defends 

privileged WHITE

(friends) 

Lest we forget 

When 

The clapping 

Ends 

One final battle 

VEterans, atone 

D Day, Inside our

CARE Homes? 

Revelation 6:1-14,  

Signs. 

Rider on a pale horse 

Cov One 9 

©j4dyd 2020 

Poetry she comes to me

Poetry she comes to me

Like a thief in the night

She crawls down by my bed

In my head

She whispers to me 

And mentions your name

I refrain from calling it out 

Loud above the minarets in this eastern city

I pity the fortune of the beggar in the street 

And he pities mine

Huh - how true it is 

Poetry she come to me 

She comes to me with the truth

She comes riding on the waves of sunlight

Hitting my face returning it to the colour it was supposed to be

I see so little from these eyes that are

Blinded by the kindness of the monthly wage

In haste I seconded my life to an existence that

Does not seem to argue with anything

It is well….normal

It is quite civil

Quite sensible 

Quite

Poetry she comes to me

And takes off her clothes

She nakeds herself to me

With an honesty only found

In the moons answer to the sun when he asks her to shine

And she shines

She shines for him all night long.

Poetry she comes to me when you are gone

Poetry she comes to me when nothing can be done

About the wine in my system, about the smoke in my lungs

She comes and detoxs me, she cuts my veins

And lets me bleed

Let me bleed

Let me bleed 

Let me bleed 

For I do not heed your calls anymore

I answer to a different God

Poetry she calls my name 

And I answer 

Yes

How may I serve you tonight

She smiles and says dance with me 

And boy do I dance

Like a whirl like a twirl like a new life about to unfurl

She delivers me from her womb and every night 

I am reborn 

I am reborn 

I am reborn to poetry. 

©j4dyd2003

Seas and flowers

Seas and flowers,

the power within to arrest me

I attest me and you were here,

in this place so near but yet so far.

Seas and flowers

they undress me but sadly,

It was only my clothes that came off.

I kept my soul on

My soul,

this soul I have been waiting to take off

all my life.

©j4dyd2001

Mustakbil

and then the past delivered him gently, into the future..