Were to comeuppance stand tall?: A poem 

Would you think if I fell 

from the high wall 

and cracked up like an eggshell 

in sardonic laughter, 

Humpty Dumpty being in a yolk of yoke? 

All God’s kings would survive the collapse? 

You can see treachery has a ball 

Ego-gloating and all! 

Who is marked by infallibillity  

the victim or the villain… 

the prey or the predator? 

You can see treachery has too many traitors at its beck and call 

in the 52-card pack 

Would the Jack-Joker fail at making truth and justice befall 

when even God’s kings never remain his own? 

And would you believe your democracy is like a lynchpin? 

Would it be to unfold human flaws and disgrace 

that perjury of pragmatism causes perdition? 

Would your democracy be the two ends that demolish God? 

I don’t want to hear about these dramas of demons 

But they still have me mock-laughing against the wall 

as if I can make my own defeat my entertainment 

Somehow knowing, there’s comeuppance that ultimately stands tall!

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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