I Bless The Rains Down in Africa

I Bless the rains down
In Africa
That darkness that wildness
The inhumanity
I cease to be a man
In that black jungle
Where life began and begins
Rains fall with big drops
Blessing the leaves and the petals
I cease to be a man
In your wilderness and inhumanity
I bless the rains down
In Africa.

Mood Music: Toto/Africa

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In This World of Darkness

In this world of darkness, sadness
A single light is enough
To give meaning to it all
Your smiling face.

Mood Music: When I See You Smile/Bad English

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Perfume is My Enemy

The blimp turned zeppelin
Turned against that enticing hydrogen
Highly flammable in the corridors
Shutting passages shutting me down.

Deserted tunnels become haunted by ghosts
Of pressed flowers like howling souls
Exorcised by angelic molecules
Fragranced passers-by bring omens of doom.

Would that I could incinerate every perfumery
But no I would be imprisoned and there I shall perish
Prison guards wishing to rise above convicts
Splash after shave cologne that could assassinate me.

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Face mask is my best friend.

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But we survive nonetheless

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Literary Criticism in a Nutshell: Macbeth’s Women as Victims and Antagonists

Inasmuch that I don’t give much credit to Althusser’s, Foucault’s, or Feminism’s contentions that literature forms the discourse that predispose the reader to view women as the subordinate or the victim, except that rather reflect what that society has imposed unjustly due to a culture that worships phallocentrism and is too fearful and suspicious of the naked feminine form. I daresay that Macbeth seeks to appease the then ill-conceived notion to place in the play, women as scapegoats in the midst of the manly protagonist’s ineptitude to resist the seductions of masculine ambition, and of course, to fall into the role of “woe to the conquered”, especially if their men hightail it (Macduff), and rape and defenseless murder is needed in the script to provide surreptitious erections in the audience.

Shakespearean analysts had characterized Macbeth as “morally unambiguous” wherein the protagonist owns up to his “ambition”, however, having women open to him the possibility (the Witches) and Lady Macbeth taunting him to dispose of his cousin (Duncan) to pave the way for the Scottish throne when he vacillated, made him “morally weak” and it would be inevitable for the reader to pin the source of the deed, its germination, on the female characters. Powerful though they appear as co-conspirators and behind-the-scenes Machiavellians with balls, their image and the gender they represent is undermined by the moral weakness of Macbeth thus stand as the ones who pushed him to do it. His thoughts and actions become un-original, as somehow unbecoming of a warrior, noble, and military strategist that he is. Here, Shakespeare provided the audience someone to blame for the protagonist’s flaw and wrong judgment.

It seemed only proper to shift moral responsibility to cackling, double-talking hags and a bored noblewoman looking for some extramarital action. This truly makes Macbeth look like a weakling main character. Albeit it is a tragedy, it is detrimental that during times when being a woman meant oppression, this plot does not make it any easier.

Now, have this form of literature educated the masses so that later generations would embark on the horrid persecutions of suspected women in the Salem Witch Trials? Or did it make it seem all right for men to attribute their foibles on others’ whisperings? That’s a matter of debate full of hot air but the thing is, literature is full of plots that have main characters whose crucial mistakes stem from listening to those connected to them in the stories.

I’d like to dub this criticism, Culpabilism.

The story of Adam and Eve in Genesis is another such story.

It seemed that human nature is so suggestible that it grows with the telling. Of course those who view themselves as independent-minded might react violently to this.

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It Withheld Better Off

What’s wrong with grasping something tantalizingly close yet disappears
As the blood ebbs and the sweat mix and the voices hoarse for making it

Wild and cute

And loving and craving but has no power but to weaken the weak so as to have

Strength?

That he has no will to prolong her agony and dozes off is of no essence to either no matter its the flaccidness that launched a thousand divorces that liberated emotions cloistered in the castle of mossed love

Free to be degraded and further depressed

What kind of poetry is this that this heaven the jealousy of angels

Has no eternity

But what teenagers wish?

This narrowing of sense will collapse on itself and is kin to blackholes
Everywhere when supernovas are better off

Go out with a bang and save a gang of homeless hearts and build castles in the charitable air.

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