Prakash, you have, how many, lives?
Just what are skies and what are dives?
Treacheries are your countless hives
You have no balls, but a billion knives
You beast! On what do you feast?
Ruthlessly scapegoating, not to say the least
Is water not your eternal yeast?
Saul or Paul, there’s blood in your teeth
How did you get into Paradise?
Treachery is a lethal crime, not just a vice
Your unrelinquishing monopoly on the dice
is your tyranny to perpetuate your lies
You think you can claim and care not if it maims
in your desperation to make destiny your dame
How come you don’t even know your name?
Is it Saul or Paul you chose to became?
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