An open letter to Prakash Saint Paul: A poem 

Did you think I did not know my sisters, by you, were made traitors? 

Did you think I cherished my trust to be defrauded by alligators? 

You’d think I’d sink with the downing of my freighters? 

And I’d resign with disillusion with the omnipresence of your abettors? 

Did you think I did not know that my Jashmina was made to work against me? 

Because she had no option but to don Delilah’s dress and indignity 

Did you think that you could hijack my Dad; and stop me from begetting my destiny? 

And make all the world leaders subject to your relentless treachery against me? 

Did you not try to compel my mother to be the one that subverts me? 

Did you think this ignominy would flatten me with misery? 

Think a zillion times before you come to me with pleas of mercy! 

Don’t pretend your ignorance of the fact that I suffered because of your evil for eternity! 

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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