(OF LIFE... OF LOVE) SENRYU

(OF LIFE... OF LOVE) SENRYU
THE SOUND...

(Bliss)
Children laugh and play
Unaware the danger age
Butterfly floats by

(Wisdom)
Liquid orbs shine bright
Eyes young so full of wonder
Old they hold the fire

(Juxtapositions)
The dawn breaks splendid.
So radiant, birds sing sweet
Silent is the night

(Stunning)
Her smell elixir
Pheromones, he stands perplexed
Hunter and huntress

Union
Once split they are twain
Spectacular they display
He and she profound

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{REVALIZATION}MAD MONK SCROLL

{REVALIZATION}MAD MONK SCROLL
THE SOUND... DO LISTEN...
https://youtu.be/aY-fwYUbidg


And no matter the methods of prevention he cometh, his voice softly echoing the thunder, stature lion.
The masses taken aback for he is surely not of them, such knowledge.
Some will follow and others persecute for surely he is threat, this being.
His name prophet in modern tongue, forgotten in ancient ones.
This being.
He would pass this burden along if he could for it tremendous exerts great pressure.
The implications, if only they would listen to the traveler, he has seen so much.
Ancestors voices in his veins, connected pineal in his brain.
Even in sleep he knows no silence.
So hard to maintain on humanities plane where the sane are pawns of the insane... so profane.
Spitting anti God rhetoric and endorsing homosexuality.
The heavens they would cry, the heavens they have gone dry.
Abomination pon the face, shame upon the nation.
We who would be Gods, we who have fallen.
He cometh as surely as the days shall pass, a great and awful sound.
His voice the fire that would sear the flesh from dry bones, raise them anew.
No matter the methods of prevention, man will be born.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY