Alèe!

My breath is quite intense and raw, I shout, I scream; Alèe!
This was not how it was supposed to go, my Dear Alèe!
Oh God, what dreadful, vile disaster!
My one and Only; Dearest Master!
Lying there with eyes all clear
but pale, these dark membranes
do no more reflect those thoughts
of wisdom once conveyed.

What now, what now, what now?! I scream: what more is now to come?
all of the things we fought for – in a blink of eye is gone!
Oh God, he’s lifeless, Dearest Master!
Our work is silenced – vile disaster!
All we worked for, all we did
for Earth, for our future worth
this was answers to us all
but now it lies in dirt.

Alèe! Alèe! My Dear Alèe! I shout, I scream, I cry:
How could they break their savior’s jar! I sob, I weep, I wry.
My Dearest Master! Dearest Soul Friend!
How could this day be our tragic end!
While humans dance for freedom
a broken heart remarks
they’ve only ruined for themselves!
They’ve killed their inner sparks!

 

My very first Elegy inspired by Walt Whitman’s

“O Captain! My Captain! “

“Horse Truth”

I wanted truth of self one day,
so I went out in fields to stay
and listen to my voice of own
and then I heard this strangest tone:

“You are not from this world in heart:
you grew with terms so wide apart
in what you’d need to see and do
and who you’d let come into you
your rules are not the same as ours
we know each day your soul devours
you are not from this world, like us
and don’t deny: we won’t discuss!”

I turned around, all quite amazed
I got them in a long, good gaze:
Two horses stood there, staring back
their eyes were life itself in black.

I didn’t quite know what to do
it was, in fact, the strangest view
so I went back from where I came
and never would it feel the same!

In fields of crusty, golden grasslands
message soured in distant sands:
“If you want truth – go talk to horse,
but if you lie: please change your course!”

This poem is made on video and published on YouTube – enjoy!