Which strange bedfellows want third terms and more at my cost?: A poem 

(I have suffered too much for eternity to fear anybody’s treachery. Rather than compromise myself to your selfish options, I’d prefer to go from this world!) 

Donald Trump wants a third term! 

Who else wants this megalomania germ? 

How do strange bedfellows ever sleep? 

Does ruthless selfishness ever weep? 

Paper Tarzans can, the world, keep 

They can deign and they can reap! 

Selfless Kings don’t just wear rings! 

They vindicate the one, who for justice, sings 

And I know that I have no delusions 

I have untiringly suffered for sacred reasons 

Treachery wants to read the mind of God 

The ones with no balls leave me feeling odd! 

And I have always known what I want 

My anguish, at all your injustice, will the world haunt 

Heroes will never grace your echelons; you all flaunt 

your hypocrisy like a euphoric jaunt  

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.

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