New Growth

vagabondprophet:

Let us go away

To the gutters of decay

See what we can find

To inspire new growth.

I’ve got sadness

Let’s turn into gladness,

And maybe this doubt

Will transform into faith.

I’ve got rage

Locked inside a cage

Maybe we can change it

Into something kinder.

That’s just what you do

The impossible it’s true,

It’s how this lump of dust

Is breathing at all.

– Vagabond Prophet

Winter Sun

Winter sun burning brightly,

Effervescent rays

Tickling my nose.

Hot and cold

Simultaneously,

I don’t know how to feel.

Feels warm on my face,

My bones however feel cold

My ears are red like cherries.

Even this points to you,

You give what we need,

Not what we want.

– Vagabond Prophet

– I love winter, a lot.

Ablution Solution


Ten parts water

One part cleaner

You lurking in corners,

Say your prayers.

I’m coming for you

To smite you dead

Go back to the chasm

From whence you came!

Extermination

Determination

There’s no outrunning

My resolve.

You have been weighed

You have been measured.

I will wipe your presence

From the earth.

You germ with ill intent

Bacteria unseen,

I’ve an ablution solution

Concocted just for you.

This is what I do

A professional you see,

Unexciting sure but

Not every war has parades.

– Vagabond Prophet

– How I motivate myself to do mundane cleaning at work.