Mother, I still believe in myself (even with no practical help from anyone), I assure you!: A poem 

Would you think the sun would prefer a comatose 

because it fears its awakening will only be its imprisonment and hijacking? 

I have just learnt that every horizon, like they said, 

in those medieval days, that the flat earth had flesh-eating monsters 

at its edges! Who would want to fall, then, into a sea to  

be dragged down? We still don’t know the depths it can manifest! 

It keeps falling to new lows, just like Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery! 

How the mind of heaven leaves us spellbound 

in a deathly wish?! Ask the evil Church? Or, would it seek refuge on the  

Moon, if the fish cannot sustain its refuge? Does Gemini (DT) believe  

in the New Testament lie, more than my truth!  

Mother, you know they are informing me that only the 

Piscean deep sea can set me free! 

Mother, I confound them as I dare them! 

The curse of Leviticus be on those sodomisers, imposters! 

Mother, I have the knowledge of every Scorpio, Aries, Virgo 

Gemini, Capricorn and Taurus! Should they waylay me with deception 

and beleaguer me with blindfolds. I cherish myself more 

than their fake proposed freedom, and, they think at this juncture, 

I should condone their (Piscean deep seas’ and PSP’s evil? Just because I have been 

let down by the likes of Peter Dutton, treasoned by the likes 

of Malcolm Turnbull! And the evil Labor Party tries to supplant my implicit wishes  

with their devious cronies! I have not called on for the help of even 

the mightiest leaders like Donald Trump! The Coalition are no longer my brothers in arms! No! I have learnt to depend on myself!  

Do they think they (the Piscean deep sea and PSP) can manipulate even my littlest aspiration and creativity?! 

I dare them with my courage and humongous sense of humour 

Doesn’t Albanese deserve to dissolve into perpetual scum and brine! 

And his clandestine patron Prakash Saint Paul too! And all those minions of Laborers or any evil that swears to stand by him! 

I live faraway from even the reality and illusion of my true love 

so, that she cannot waylay me with any more compelled betrayal 

I knew all that evil Piscean deep sea (at the edge of the Solar System)’s connivance through and through, 

Like I knew it in every past lifetime I led and was bled(!) 

(And how they checkmated me by making that evil Prakash Saint Paul the sun, and giving him the privilege to morph into anything he wants)

But I was very patient with them, and full of restraint 

That they should, one day, discover their own shame, guilt and conscience 

But apparently, they know no remorse and keep disowning their culpability, for the sustained lease of their evil! 

And so, I will never forgive the likes of Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul 

Should they think by their manipulations, machinations, connivances and treachery 

they can compel me to an involuntary submission?! 

Mother, if I repose with you for even a moment 

I realise the eternal strength of my convictions and my intrepidity 

Even if that evil of the Piscean deep sea and PSP compel my murder and suicide every time, and force the defeat of all my aspirations,  

every time I assert myself!