Do you think I should only write furiously on my page!
Pandorra should reveal her storms in a bevy of bullets
And Medusa would bring out her snaky hairs like poison
The Cyclops one-eyed vision would take your flotttila to its submergence!
Did I cold-shoulder one treason to be bequeathed another?
Do you think your hillocks of treachery can go on and on like the Appalachians!
I have valoured, not in ungainly tribulation, to secede my justice
You will have none of me, or anything I cherish, no matter what your talons claim!
Nothing can break my spirit, not even the evil on the streets!
Should I unsheathe my anger at all those who accomplice the treachery of you?
I just don’t endeavour to exorcise you all, don’t abuse my kindness!
If any of you had the gumption to reflect your fraudulent spirits in your mirrors,
you would know the death of justice would mean either your slavery or destruction!
I am not Jason who led the Argonauts only to acquire golden fleece!
It is to you all that the cruelest places on Earth or the Solar System look like Heaven!
Shame! Shame!
Prakash Saint Paul is always at it over and over again!
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