The Prodigal Daughter

The pictures seen, from lands so far away, Can change our moods, and our convictions strain, Veiled mother’s face, conceals, what she might say Beside, her starving child, entreats, in vain. So how can we reject an ‘Isil’ bride? Her chosen way, was not what we might choose But let us not, her honest faith, …

Lemmings are dangerous

Lemmings, apparently, will suffer mass destruction, Mindlessly they copy, a careless guide’s instruction, Now we seem to follow the Lemmings poor tuition As we ignore the craziness of our own position. We let our children see the things, that used to make us blush No time to teach a grounding, everything’s a rush Only I-pad …

Aren’t we ‘smashing’.

Wonders of the Universe, galactic combination Require a depth of knowledge, beyond my comprehension Black holes, time warps, expansion, ever faster so it seems All started from a single Bang, is this the stuff of dreams? Steven Hawking wrote the words, I strain to understand And then outside my window, I see the beauty of …