Vasilios Theodorakis – An Online Author

Horrid;
Evil some would say.
In fact like a sponge,
Soaking up your soul and devouring your thoughts.
It appears unexpectedly;
And tries to overcome the spirit.
But goodness is fullness,
And it does not let the blackness get its way.
A gift; the spirit helps in more ways than can be imagined.
The cavity enlarges without you knowing.
The spirit combines with you to fight in the open.
The spirit can feel it move,
It watches, waits for its weakness, then attacks.
Its victory is always total, and its stand strong.
Many battles are fought; and each must be won.
In this way the victory strengthens the character
And the death of a cavity weakens the emptiness.
Thus such a power is beyond human perception.
But the additional doubt possessed by men
Hinders even the slightest understanding.

Audio Version (To Be Added)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(3rd poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)

I ask people, is it:
Wonderful? – “Of course”
Timesaving? – “Indeed”
Right? – “Without a doubt”
Then why has man lost faith?
Why is the world in turmoil?
Why is half the earth’s population in poverty?
And why do people answer without thinking?

Audio Version (Podcast – MP3 / 32sec / 253kb)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(2nd poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)

I sit alone
Wonder; about man mostly.
His strange way of acceptance;
In fact, acceptance of anything;
Something new; different; strange; useful?
No!…… something destructive; heart breaking; soul destroying.
Something rammed home again and again until universally wonderful.
And me?
I watch; I listen; I silence my thoughts,
As the era will pass more quickly uninterrupted;
– Have patience – I say.

Audio Version (Podcast – MP3 / 46sec / 362kb)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(1st poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)