What do you choose, love or fear?
an indignity, or a sincerity
I have copped so much eternal pain
for your love, don’t make it go in vain!
I’ve had many disgusting enemies
that you have always deigned to please
I let the evil Left win
and punished myself with that, against me God, ignoble, demeaning sin !
Your evil dada only capitalised on it
Do you think, his evil, does my sacrifice befit?
Do you think Prakash Saint Paul or Albanese deserve your loyalties?
Or everything else that displeases me or goes against me?
Just because your evil dada holds you on a leash?
I have been too patient, sublime and restrained, do you realise what destruction I could also teach?
Do you want to end up as one among the bodygrabbers who morph into anything they please, because of your fear?
Do you think, then, I should overcome my repulsion and have you near and dear?