Unbended Silence

In the realms of Peace
There lies a saga of love.
Unanecdoted and undented the least.

Dreams lie ahead though
Life's full of emptiness in paradise.
Martyr of reality.

Mocks those dumb.
Though the angel does not shed a tear.
For the pain had dried her numb.

Nor earth nor sea has asked her why.
Her birth remarks endurance.
In the seamless sky.

Her hearts so tender
Yet feet scarred with thorns.
Her face always smiles the way of God.

In her womb she bore
Her son her imparted gene.
He shines upon her to end her prying solitude.

Behold the onlooker
Dare not to cast a shadow
Of narrow thoughts nor despair.

The Gods that we pray
Are far too powerfull
For you will burn to your dismay.

Ode to Primates

"It marvels me to realise that
today I am here in this democratic,
secular world alive in flesh and blood
just because my primate grandmother and
grandfather managed to escape an attack from
their predators. "

A Lineage to Survival of the Fittest.