2017-10-09
When the corpses grope continually in a butchered
abuse and anointing their carcasses crushed in
debauched territories
Where trees fall captive in joyful pain
Neither in a besieged siege nor in a begrudged deed
shall the perish overwhelm grievous afflictions
And fest eating maladies embraced to endowed
afflictions consumed by a smashed powdered
kingdom objected to home of gladness, terms of
madness, deceased alive in its sipping heat of doubt.
Let languishing eyes fall on trembling hearts
So, the slaves possess the wrath of a healing anti-
antidote
Compassion exiled the world from God and the
numerous circumcised hearts
undertake delight in decrees and laws.
Painting the soul in tainted colours
Where death lives in life
Death itself lives in life.
By Aku Angela Tarras-Wahlberg (An extract from my book “Philosophical Blade – The Diary of Poems) Published May 2023, Sweden.