Earth, neither Hell nor Heaven

Neither afraid of hell,
Nor enamored of heaven,
I am that fallen angel
Whose wings were cut,
Sent down as punishment
To mend,
To break my free spirit,
Make me toe the line.

Oh, how I love
Where I am!
I soar with the eagles,
Hunt with the hawks,
Roam with lions,
Go where angles
Fear to go.

For ages they have tried
In vain to throttle my voice,
Maimed, tortured, killed,
Took out my tongue,
Broke my hand.

But my spirit,
That free spirit
Remained free.
Not afraid to dream,
Not afraid to soar.

For every drop of blood that fell,
Thousands of free spirits were born.
Shut down one and another would roar.
Neither fear of hell,
Nor indebtness to heaven
Will keep us shackled,
Afraid we are not,
For we are the free spirits
Born to soar.

Neither hell nor heaven
Can take away our love.
This earth is the one we have,
This earth is the one we dearly hold,
Will fight for her with all we have.
Succeed we will, perish we will not.

Nature’s Call : RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 203 Home & Free

This post is in response to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge

I know Haiku is supposed to be about nature. So nature’s call should be an appropriate topic for a haiku, specially when the prompt from Ronovan is so appropriate to my recent experience.  No intention to hurt anyone’s sensibility. Proceed any further at your own will.

I am home at last
Free to answer nature’s call 
Boom, exhale, relief

Tyranny of Time

I do not wear a watch anymore
No band to adorn my wrist
Tentacles, suffocating, broken
Now I have time for everything
I stop to listen
Not rush to talk
Schedule slipped is fine
Will be rescheduled
Whenever I have time 
Appointments missed
Will make new one
Final appointment
Schedule unknown
Looking at the watch 
Of no help
Every step nearer to the grave
I feel more liberated
Eternity is a myth
Death, a friend
To be embraced
I am free of
Tyranny of time

Welcome

Welcome to the land of the free and home of the brave
Enter at your own risk and be on your guard
Lest you be rounded up, imprisoned and deported
Can you feel the rise of intolerance and incivility
Once where there was promise of freedom and liberty Continue reading “Welcome”