P E N G I N E E R Click! Click!! Click!!! Rearrange the algorithm. Rerun the program Until I find the right words To interpolate in this sequence. Crank! Crank!! Crank!!! Imagination in mesh With emotion, intention and expression. Reinforced with concrete concentration, Electroplated with alliteration, exaggeration and other poetic "tions" Skiaat! Skiaat!! Skiaat!!! Sound of my pen slicing paper And leaving behind a trail of ink blood. As I integrate and differentiate words With respect to theme. I fabricate with words; I rule in two worlds; I'm more than a poet; I'm more than an engineer; I'm a PENGINEER. ©Victor Wonders.
WHISPERS IN THE NIGHT I called him my world for he brought me joy He promised me love, he promised me gold His words I trusted until the truth unfold Those days of laughter are long forgotten For a mother to be i've now begotten My hearts remains pained, I wonder what he gained I still remember clearly how he held me dearly Then with lust in his eyes he made me cry He overpowered me and had his way, it all happened in the early hours of the day So I say trust who you know, but you don't know a soul except the one you own For the pains you caused, you shall forever be cursed You made my mornings to turn into mournings I'll soon be a mother, these thoughts makes me want to murder A father you'll never be and from your heart laughter shall cease As long as you live, you shall yearn for peace ©Happiness Henry, 2019