Your evil Dada and my beautiful Dad: A poem 

I can imagine a present when we are all 

bartending our way to disillusion 

Did I hear Anthony Albanese say 

‘We must all be united’ on Australia Day! 

Like he had no furtive stand; and we believe 

in hipswayers. Ask the Jew or the Muslim? 

Because the Liberals (Coalition) are rivalling the deadwood  

on the Murray! So let Labor have a third term! 

We have our intellect not even in our shoes! 

Otherwise, we would all be anarchistic in our fists! 

Jashmina, can a government win its terms on  

foundations of deceit? Did I use my gun against 

my poor Dad and deny him his chance, because  

he was being violently eaten up by your creep of a Dada? So, 

of course, Albanese had his misbegotten sway? Twice, 

as if enough that the sun set as well! You can tell  

your Dada does not want to be the fish he is, and 

he’d rather cast you in the net; so, I should be trapped in it too! 

And how with all my secrets divulged, can the habitat of truth 

survive from the onslaught of evil enemies? 

And should Albanese or Jim Chalmers take Leo-Capricorn 

That I should care, or do you? I am just too livid in my patience, that’s all 

You know there is many a pussy hiding behind someone else’s skirt 

You may condone it, but I surely don’t! 

Can I have not even my Dad or Mum, thanks to your villainous Dada? 

That you are so immensely afraid, so I shouldn’t venture 

to ask Fate for any Fortune, even immaterial love. 

And everyone, of course, must serve your fanciful Dada, 

not wisdom or ethics or morals! Not righteousness 

or justice! And I should sweat to bring the order of the day; 

only to have it taken by your infernal Dada, so to cause  

disorder recklessly, when every gain is lost. And so, when my  

disgust fills me to my nose, that I decompose, should you that 

have chosen(?) Is that your love for me? Or should I destroy  

you all and your flaccid fear. And question your non-existent courage, in particular? 

Because I can’t stand my impotence anymore from loving you so self-destructively! 

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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