Planting seeds in soft soil
sprouts from earth
diverse fruits that nourish—
assist from birth,
empowering bodies to flex and bewilder,
propelling minds to mount the moon,
dream beyond our prism—
see through our toil.

Planting bullets—
blood in baked concrete,
sprouts from cracks
another blade in a blindsided back.
Morgues stuffed with mutilation
from blown buses, car rams,
An endless supply of stifled minds,
endless sets of feet stubbornly unmoved,
inhaling through nose decaying man
exhaling from mouth—
defeat.

Life—
on solid plateaus
of outstretched ice.
Serene to ears
sanctuary space for penguins, seals,
shady place for circling aquatics seaside.

Warm glimmer,
a nice tan,
a random morning sunrise,
morphed into blinding shine,
Sweat beads piling on penguins’ brows.
Dehydration sets into delirium pleas
from parched mouths

Our wide expanse of ice
Shrink, shrinks-
Finally sinks.
Waters boil,
waters rise,
submerging into memories,
the bars, the shows, the old skyline.

Now—
an ecosystem sits
on a melting cube of ice
waiting for settling tides,
for the sun to set for a cold winter
to rain hail upon smouldering life.