I can ask for freedom!
Would that be an ultimate wisdom?
If I choose to be free,
will it free me of every enemy?
I can ask for love!
Would that be, over all things above!
Even my Goddess, dad and Mum, siblings, loyalties, ancestry
all inhabiting that tree?
Did I ask for wealth?
And what about my health?
To reclaim it from the ones that stole them through stealth!
I know my sublime Godhood, and what it was cruelly dealt!
Can I ask all of you, that your apathy should melt
Hate the ones that deserve contempt, and love the heartfelt
You know that it is to my altar that you should have all knelt
I just waited for all the storm and hale to stop their pelt!
And should I also ask for justice?
Certainly not for enemies to conveniently call upon an armistice!
Truth is not blind; its scales are not that of deep-sea sharks or fish!
You hardly ever knew the secrets that God wished!
(That God concealed so that they don’t become treacherous Prakash Saint Paul’s dish)
(I don’t think I sympathise altogether with Zelenskyy, even if Prakash Saint Paul has handed the Libran Putin to a deep-sea fish!)
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