The illusion of the rainbow in the skies!: A poem

The prism in the skies refracts the light

in nine shades, but goes dark in your souls!

So what can you borrow, but the blemish

from the skies and if you reflect on it with

the mirror in your eyes, will you go beyond

perceiving rather than merely seeing. If you

could be the fortress that fell in time, and

used all your resoluteness and resilience to

build veracity again, even if you had to lie

to fight lies to savour the truth, then would

the storms be even more God-sent than the

rainbow (illusion) in which you hope and believe? Is

crime a virtue when it seeks to battle the

criminals, or are you all looking for an easy way out?!

If you can make peace with the scoundrels and

leave God in the lurch. I keep spinning, my

obbligato to save souls, even if you think it is

destruction. I don’t want to take away the ranbow

from the skies; but it has been hired by the biggest liar!

Pope Leo, now that you have been diagnosed well,

will you handshake Paul or Ananus? Who of the two

should be disowned by you by virtue of their criminality? Or

would you disown each of these and disown the Piscean

abnormality of Man! You will never find favour with God in

any case, your Church’s sympathy for these rabid shapeshifters

has gone on for far too long! And I can only swear that peace

can only be given to Cancer and Aquarius, if it’s stake on providence

is withdrawn! And the Moon never sees a dawn!

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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