Words, Woods And The Vikings Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Words, Woods And The Vikings


Words are the woods
we lived our houses by,

Inside this house of a body,
the hosts counts the days
Love, jealousy, abysmal fights
and the spite,
to create the living energy

When we lived in the woods,
We make friends or enemies,
by the use of words,

When we celebrate life,
We creates a bonfire in the woods,
with our friends, enemies,
and the close by relatives

Consider this life as a gathering,
of your friends,
enemies and the neighbors,

The tokens of gifts and misdeeds,
The fruits and the seasonsharvest

The bonfires sets to the night's temples,
The days to create this empire,

Empirical territories in the suns to survive,
the long harsh winters of blights,
and the empty storage houses,

to our crops of wheats,
maizes, and the palays,

The seasonal fruits
and the edible mushrooms,

We also send
our friends and enemies
alike in the Vikings' funeral,

In the burning pyres
made out of woods,