85: OVERSTEPPING

Am I crossing the line?
Am I overstepping the boundaries?
Between friendship and beyond?
Prematurely?
Please tell me -
Enlighten me -
Shed light on the darkened path -
Towards you.
So I wouldn't trip and stumble on some potholes -
And get lost on my way to you.

84: PACIFIST A COWARD

Dodging fights most of his life -

For him is a feat to be proud of.

Patience and self-control are his weapons,

Which he quite adeptly wields.

Some call him a coward though -

Not to face his bullies head on.

Chicken they call him behind his back -

Mocking him every time.

For he is a big man -

To fight is to be expected of him;

Yet the pacifist in him prevails.

Though deep inside him -

O' how he long he could fight back.

Praying to the God of fighting -

To teach him how to fight.

But the God of fighting -

Seems impervious to his prayers.

For until now he hasn't been -

Thought how to fight by the -

God of Fighting.

Pacifist a coward?

I don't think so.

83: HE WITH NO PRACTICAL SKILL

He with no practical skill -
Can't do a lot of things.
Carpentry he can't do -
Fix car engines he can't do -
To wield metal straps together -
He can't do -
Fix electronic gadgets he can't do -
Construction he can't do -
He can't do a lot of things
But - as God is his witness -
He can work - and he's willing -
To.

82: O' GRANNY MY GRANNY

O' Granny my Granny!

Where had you gone?

I'd been missing you so much.

Since you departed -

Four winters ago.

Reminiscing the times -

When we were together.

Has been a habit of mine -

Since you departed.

O' how I long the days -

When you were still with us;

Warm, happy and full of life.

Those days were some of the best -

Years in my lowly existence here on earth.

I should have done more for you.

O' Granny my Granny!

This my biggest regret -

For not having done so,

While you were still with us.

O' Granny my Granny!

How I wish I could turn back time -

To be with you again.

To spend more quality time with you.

How painful it is to think -

That when Death has come and reaped out -

The life - That's when we just come to our senses;

To should have done more while someone was still -

Warm - and - Breathing.

O' Granny my Granny!

If ever I survive the coming wrath of Jah

And come to see you again face to face -

In the flesh together with Gramps.

I just hope you would be as glad to see me -

As I would be glad seeing you.

O' Granny my Granny!

To your legacy I shall pour,

The love and care that I haven't -

Had the chance to show you.

For you were taken untimely from us -

By man's unbeatable foe.

This I swear and hope -

I would find comfort knowing that -

I would be taking care the one you were so worried -

In leaving behind.

O' Granny my Granny!

I just wish you are still here -

With us today.

(A poem dedicated to our late grandmother Mrs. Delfina C. Hamada. Died exactly four years today)

81: I STARE AT THEE

I stare at thee --
I am mesmerized by thee.
You make my heart jump --
With glee.

80: THE LADY IN ORANGE

The lady in orange,
Has such a mysterious smile.
So infectious and beautiful.
I can't help but to smile,
While I'm staring at her.
A simple yet - compelling -
Beauty.

79: WE ARE WHAT WE ARE

We are workers

We are laborers

We work so hard

We work till night or day

We work till we can -

Work no more