Elections are never honest!: A poem 

Evil thinks God’s Kings are not nice things. 

By definition, how does evil qualify its own evil? 

And how does evil qualify the contradictory righteous! 

You may all have believed in the clergy and Papal edict 

in the past; Now you believe in the vilest propaganda! 

Men like to believe they are Masters; God didn’t hasten 

to disguise his repulsion, but was patient, when undeserving Men were made Kings!  

So how come you all feel so much hate for the real Deus Rex Kings? 

Do you feel your democracy is a mere water up to your ankles? 

You all don’t want to save your souls, but want to retain the deep sea’s money? 

So, you’d rather sacrifice all truth for propaganda and treachery? 

Do you see how deep-sea fishy Sapiens man belied the world 

by exterminating all intelligence, he thought was strange to him? 

I have a lot of treachery on my hands to deal with; I don’t fear it 

Like I don’t fear defeat; it is the criminals and treacherous who fear it? 

Because they fear that all they vested in with crime, will be lost 

And their vicious heads will roll for eternity! 

America, I tried so hard to give you back your soul? 

Apparently, you don’t want it; you are like a whorish whorl! 

Elections are never honest, an indication is the recent ones in Australia! 

I just want to tell you, America, that if my Kings are lost! 

I will damn you to your grave with the epitaph: GOD HATES AMERICA! 

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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