Rejuvenation: Regenesis

Return to the homely heart
reborn in a hearty home
in another doomed generation
of unlove and uncare
so disclose our stupid underbrains
the hidden layer of our purest mind
and resurrect us human humans
and our humane humanities.

All our wicked disfigurements
whisper into our false ears
fooling the viscous brain
that it is a stillborn
and our welded detachments
face our faces and hear
shootings in our ankle sprains
yet we are still born.

Regenerate all our weaponized limbs
and patronize our proud minds
as we are not great individuals
but a collective nation
rejuvenate our drought-ridden throats
and speak the kindest words
make peace to the debt-ridden hearts
and peak with our remaining rations.

Rejuvenation: Reconcile

Alone in the greenery
everything is so spaceless
the ghosts in our eyes
feeble and why?
When they are scenery
our persons so placeless
the most of our lies
wither and die.

Plant a rotting seed
and a planet it will feed on
walk away, run out of gas
before we are fuelless
and the oceans will dry up
sharks flopping in our brains
soaking up our fluids
before we are rudeless.

Our start is our end
if our end is our end
if our end is our start
if all of them do not know
that our weakness is untogetherness
and unspacing the spaceless
and unplacing the placeless
and racing the raceless.

Our Land

Walk through a road where nothing matters anymore
where the fog does not disappear
where the path never ends
where time stops in admiration
where if you died, the world rewinds
and all events intertwine
forming a splendid new land
forming Our Land.

This is a dream we share together
to rebuild this broken land
to reconnect all the broken links
and break all this brokenness
for nothing will stop us if we rise
for nothing will end us if we rise
for everything paves way for a path
to our future, Our Land.

resonant

While the world revolves around the dull sun

spinning and contorting like a ballerina dog

I boringly sit on my cushioned chair

watch down from the window and witness those rotting ants

screaming and running at the violent festival

burned by the gas, to their eyes, noses, hearts

to all who made them defy a splendid rule

and ignite a spark that sets a forest fire

and kaboom, they will all be gone

yet none dare pierce an arrow through my heart

for they all have me deep inside their hearts.

- Resonan Wilde