Sanity

How can I change the world? I am created sane
How can I rule a people? My conscience is my bane
I'll leave these matters to you, omniscient God
Though I perceive quite clearly that your powers are on the wane

Revelation

Five times today I bowed my head
Speaking the words Muhammad once said
I felt cleansed, elevated, approaching salvation
And then Nietzsche told me God is dead

Scream

Betrayal is to be my lot it seems
At the hands of my adolescent dreams
Muhammad taught mankind many things
But I hear only his victim's screams

The Floating Voice

As I sit on the cliff's egde, and think
Of her, and her luscious lips of rosy pink
Her voice flows down the mountainside
And gently pushes me off the brink

Dilemma

Dense forest covers the leopard and its tracks
The mob advances, the sword whistles, the whip cracks
Standing between the two, I find to my surprise
I fear the humans and not the leopard's attacks

Woman

Red rivers rage in lunar run
Excruciation borne for the birth of a son
If you hate me so, God,
Kill me, Don't make me a woman

The Eagle

Freedom flies with winged kings
Feasting on whatever Providence brings
Pulling with claws of tyranny
Aerial creatures' destiny's strings