DICTATOR

A night is a slave
to its neighbour, day.
A night,  but,  is feared
by many a man. 

A man buries his truths
beneath a weary suit:
threads of skins
and roses pinned,
deprive reality
of freedom, peace.
An owl kills lemmings
to do her housing;
business eco-friendly
pleases man,
frightens man:
what if the owl
grows intelligent,
more than the man
who named her wise! 

Man...
He clothes his grief
in colourful kites
that fail to fly
beyond clouds so near,
and wins a kite contest,
wishes suppressed
by wishes of fear.

A heart's love

depends on thousands unknown,

gets mourned before death,

judged without god:

a man feeds a dictator,

dies with it,

gets mourned,

gets judged!