Urban Unconscious


She saw him last night

Taunting his other in road rage

Swerved his anger to the right

Blocking the passage to a new page

As “other” jumped out his unconscious skin

And leaped to release his anger from its cage

Hopeful in the display of a punch win

To counter the defeat of a verbal tirade


He saw her two days ago

Bowing down to her ego

Her religion forbade false idolatry

Yet she wrapped her head in a scarf of hypocrisy

Prostrating five times towards triviality

Chanting verses doused in duplicity

ululating for her wounded gravity


Child of a mortal tomorrow

Grew up singing an urban sorrow

Empty in empathy

Poor at heart

Molded on scarcity

No one to lend or borrow

A word, wisdom, a truth

A hope for internal serenity


Are you also playing blind?


Leave the room

When you’re not feelin it

Take a hike

to change the scenery

Move a city

to one you like

Trade a country

to express your true identity

Where do you go though

when a planet is stuck on barbarity?

Playing the “three monkeys”

Ain’t a cure for a world in calamity!


She saw him raise the white flag

Waging his peace

Released the shadow

Letting the unconscious cease

Occupying his fertile meadow


He watched her unpack her benevolence

And displace her ego

As she let go to let come

Her awakened presence

Devoid of mildewed histrionics

Cleansed and released herself

In black onyx


Child of divinity

writing sentient hymns

perched on a minaret


Full on wings


There is a new

To an old

In an urban unconscious

Yearning an awakening

To spring


Love & Light

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