Man’s game of shame: A poem 

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Carcinogen’s castles, cavaliers of doom 

Morphing spiders, looming ever so soon 

Threadbare threads in watery toxic paste 

Cordon bleu of Man’s belching scum and waste 

Build Legos of sin’s concrete and glass 

Scrotum’s glue glutonises their top brass 

In careful treachery, their dominos stand 

Villains’ pantomime at the grand stand 

And their bellies and hearts hold Aces of greed 

Virtue is landlocked by their sonorous creed 

Harvests are reaped from corruption’s seed 

Their alleged paradise is Eden on weed 

Scorpio, Pisces, Cancer, the Houses of shame 

Their scrabble’s keyword is an unGodly name 

At the hustings of democracy, guess what became? 

Crime will carry on, and who will be blamed? 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

One thought on “Man’s game of shame: A poem ”

  1. true. There is so much goodness and good men and women in this world. Are you able to celebrate these unsung unknown men and women through your poetry Monte?

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