The beauty of love is snapped shut in cages by the wisdom of the wicked!: A poem 

(I never ever felt daunted by them making my Jashmina part of the treason and Matrix against me! Shame on the Matrix of Prakash Saint Paul and the Piscean deep sea! Do you all connive to make my honesty about my suffering seem like crying to facilitate and abet the treason against me?) 

I had nimbly followed the routes to everybody’s freedom! 

The shame of these people in power who have only wicked wisdom! 

That everything I love must be lost from my kingdom 

They even tried to take away Pluto from me, and consign me to Nibiru! 

Which I swear is not mine, but of the evil Piscean deep sea!… 

That, along with Prakash Saint Paul, destroyed every construct of mine in this solar system! 

Shame on you Coalition, that you have for long wanted to sleep with that unholy conjunction! 

I cannot call on any progenies of my purity and beauty, even my Captain King 

should they be raped, rapined, ransacked and poisoned by that PSP’s mauling! 

So how distant I am from my strengths of a beleaguered friend (great leader of the US) I had hoped in?! 

And how distant I am from my true love who is being blackmailed by sin?

How distant I am from Mum and Dad, and all kith and kin?

How distant I am from my beautiful pets, particularly my Phunnu, that they have been trapped with locks on their shins? 

The Matrix is all out to get me, by hijacking everything I want 

So how politely I have rejected each of my haunts! 

And how even that action of mine is capitalised on by those treacherous creeps to gain traction! 

How that evil PSP wants to make me a stranger to my own dreams 

Because his ultimate dream is to make a victim of me, he screams 

of such wickedness that the whole universe fears! 

But I am never daunted, and I never shed tears! 

You take it from me, you all, I will never forgive Prakash Saint Paul or Albanese, 

No matter how difficult you all make it or me, by blindfolding or treacherising me! 

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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