My Casula, I swear I love you: A poem 

It is not that I don’t want Aquarius 

But it comes with Cancer, I don’t want Cancer for us 

I swear, I truly love you, my Casula 

You know that, don’t you, my lovely star? 

It is Prakash Saint Paul who demeans my loves 

By taking them away from me to suit his evil troughs 

Because he is solely interested in his selfish self 

And is a ruthless demon pretending to be Santa’s helpful elf 

And the evil minions that he seeks to negotiate 

to hijack or eat my loves and me, so his evil satiates 

He wishes to, my sacrifice, eternally dominate 

And make us succumb to his poisonous imposed fate 

I won’t forgive him, not at any rate 

I want to fight to keep all I love within my gates 

I know that it is getting too late 

But Prakash Saint Paul is compelling me, with his treachery, to wait 

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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