Ants! Anti- System!
Hardworking ants, never get weary
Collecting food for wintry days
Digging tunnels for provision to bury
Economist of all times, where did you study
Who regulates your duties? who divides your roles?
Did you build big banks
Do you feed your accounts
Do you increase taxes to accumulate profit
Do you lend, any extracts do you send
Do you know the meaning of debit and credit
How many of you went bankrupt
How many of you are accused of theft
Do you withdraw, retrieve or thieve?
Sorry Ants, this is the vocabulary of the greedy
Those who eat all and throw remnants to the needy
The practices of those who own brains
Owners of slaughters, of shackles and chains
Where do you think the difference is
In the brain that made them inhumane
Or somewhere slavery still lies?
I Love Autumn
Miracles of Metaphor
I witnessed dawn's yawn
I saw it stretching its arms slowly
Taking off the night-black gown
Creeping to announce life debut
Like a snake casting its slough
Waking up birds dormant on the bough
I could hear leaves on trees
Whispering, hugging the first breeze
Ready to fall, bidding twigs farewell
For -in love with Fall - they fell
I saw in each leaf a Phédre addressing Hippolyte
They blush, turn pale at his sight
I saw nature weaving tapestry
Mixing colours, knitting imagery
Inspiring Poets to adorn and adore
The powerful miracles of the metaphor
Muse Of Poetry
I sat musing on the surrounding
And the muse of poetry winked at me
Insight embracing sweetness! what a duo!
Musical notes, a soft sound breathing
Submissive words rush towards me
And I start weaving a colourful rosary
Each bead hugging its mate solemnly
Piercing the poet's inner creativity!
Lace and embroidery paint each line
Forming stanzas, an art so fine
A precious necklace, a gift called solace
To roaming lovers yearning for a haven
Where colours and styles blend
A balm for hearts and minds
A message wondering worldwide
Whirling with the muse of poetry
Gigi Mejri ©®
GIGI
MEJRI
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