My gravitas can sink treachery through gravity: A poem 

Even if I passed out of existence for a moment 

the clouds would pick me up and put me back 

Everyone seems to be leech-preaching to me 

like a torment; I don’t give a thought to such rain 

I don’t apologise for breaking the premises of your 

inclinations, I didn’t, in the first place, ask for all 

your invitations. A camel only prefers its desert 

because a hypocritical oasis makes it sick with reflux 

I have realised that dilemma is no fearful crisis 

You all ought to thank me for clearing up all your vices! 

But I don’t seek gratitude; I am proud without the prices! 

I was not born stone, not to rue that I am alone, 

but I am prone to shred up what your alarm bells intone! 

I am not intimidated by the fossils calling out my name 

I have lived through all the ages, knowing just who to blame 

Treachery can encumber me, but it cannot take away my game 

Don’t allege I’ve become a monster battling the monstrosity, 

don’t dare you catcall my unwavering sense of duty! 

I know I have such gravitas that can make manipulators sink with their own gravity 

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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