Wind

Meandering under the HDB flats
this lone guy sits in his mind
and slowly reviews his day.

Another day full of passion and of wind.
To endure another barrage of mockery
by the same haunting enemy.
They are legion, sniffing for blood.
(of course not actually blood
if they did, they need to go to the blood bank.)
They prime grenades of accusations
shoot falsehoods
and feast on gossip.
It might be better
if they attack the body,
not the spirit

They do not know
They do not feel
They do not understand.
Come to think of it, they are the best hypocrites.
Not bad, being the best and all.

They are a fury of wind, blown
from the north to the south,
spun around by the east and west.
Come to think of it, being blown
in so many directions they can only stay still!

Perhaps you have taken a foolish path
by becoming a marked man
for the things you did not do.
Just because you are different.
They think it strange that you
do not plunge with them into the same
flood of dissipation, and they heap abuse on you.

Perhaps you are thinking too much
You see enemies at every corner.
Shadows whisper of devils
the winds try and stop your hot head
your head is no longer safe.
maybe you need to have it upgraded.
add heat sinks and improve its connectivity.
You are still on dial-up.

The lone guy looks dispassionately
at a bunch of rowdy boys.
Two of them give shouts
and race the wind, circling each other
crying out strange things
their arms are ready to grapple
and they end up in an entangled heap.
There is a sickening crunch.

A pair of bent glasses die on hard concrete.
the lens shattered under the weight
of one too many rear ends.
It made a desperate bid for escape
from an owner who can't see

Things might not be so bad after all.
Once you see them clearly
and let the wind refresh you

***
that's my poem folks. If you got a problem with it, I don't care.

Woe to those who derive pleasure from using mean words which hurt others. You have shown yourself weak by trying to feel worthy. You destroy others by deflating the worth of others. You may feel jusitfied because of your skill, but anyone can have skills, but not everyone can have integrity of heart. You have acquired an important thing, but not what that is most necessary in your life.