Redbull

When coffee failed its task:

To wake me up when I ask,

Next I did was try to heal

The injustice through appeal;

I went to those more powerful,

And  first in line was Redbull.

I made efforts to make my case

And asked for same in return,

Promises of all color

Redbull made, it sounded fun.

I kept waiting, earth-bound

All promised were but sly,

What, after all, paid was money,

And all I wanted to now was fly.

I don't care

I don't care if the stars collide

And the heavens fall from the sky,

I shall not worry if the earth trembles,

And the oceans run wild or dry.

If people judge, I shall not care,

If neighbors hate me I won't spite,

If my legs are pulled so down I fall,

I shall neither pull back nor fight.

I don't care if I bid not so well

In impressing the common eye,

Or if frowned upon by hypocrites

I won't blush in shame nor cry.

Rich or poor in paper money

In greed-infested world of fear,

I shall not succumb to worries of morn,

I am alive, now and here.

I don't care but make my life 

A cosmic mission of no long a stay,

Moment by moment savored in love

All lived in full, night and day.

Begging, à la mode

All-bodied people in files,

Sending off fake smiles;

Asking me if I care,

To give them money to spare;

Caught off-guard by my actions:

Laughing it out in stare.

Vita, quo vadis?

Lost in the highway of life

Meandering, mind blown;

In endless vicious cycles

No exits nor destination known;

I went it up in confusion,

And traced it back all the way down.

But such is life, I learnt it late,

A winding journey of highs and lows;

All you do is drive it when you can,

Or follow in faith the tideful flows.

It's a tricky highway this life,

You cannot stop or creep,

No matter where, you drive on

Or for ever and ever sleep.

The forgotten of Sudan

Deep in the scorching sun,

Under the shadow's of an Antonov plane,

Children cry out for help, in fear

Parents pray, hands out in vain.

Instead of food for starving men,

Bombs from the sky they drop;

Sudden rivers of blood prevail

In exchange for waters of hope.

Humanity knocked down  aground,

Under the scorching desert sun,

The  forgotten plight of humanly souls

Dies away with each bombing run.

Onlooker

The worst form of my life

The ugliest of my surrender,

When life slips by as it does

While I stay a bystander.,

Numbered by years and days,

My limited life span,

Minutes and seconds ticking,

Reverse the hours who can?

No one, you see, life is short,

With each tick of time the end is near,

I shall not let go of it idly by

As much as I do for age and wear.

Exposé

Those outer shines and looks

Shielding the secretive inner side,

The sweet sounding talks

The unhappy self deep that hide,

Unambiguous eyes that weep

Even an onlooker such as me,

The  frustrated emptiness 

From across and far can see.

Truth versus power

Truth and knowledge, behold,
The world of power dies to own;
 Bearers thereof exiled apiece,
Haunted they live by chase and frown.
When power imposes truth,
For lust and greed for more power,
Not so much for truth's sake,
That ushers in a new era, of downfall,
For the power in hand is at stake.
An empire  of arrogance built on sand,
In  murky, shaky environs of  muddy clay,
When withered away by winds of change,
Imminent, shall it 'stand a rainy day?
An empire built on knowledge,
Truth known for truth's sake,
It doesn't crack or run aflood,
Nor stumble, nor twist nor shake.

Change of change

In times of bad you made it worse,

In times of worse you made it bad,

Is this back to square one again in vain,

Or the change you wished you had?

Is this the change defied by the fool and wise

Divided by little details that be,

Or the culmination of a courageous move

By those the bigger picture who see?