Seeking in a field of Dandelions!: A poem

Would I imagine I’d be Daniel (not Dan Andrews) among the lions

if I were gallant in a field of Dandelions, opening up in a

streaming dawn to the sun, only if my true love saw me as the one!

If the sun should see my dad and son, rising among the planets

to hold me dearly, even as my Mum shone so brightly, that her brilliance

would outshine every starry candle. And I’d say ad`vance’ Leonine

behind your leader, the brave Lover of truth and justice, who also

defended a beleaguered Ramaswamy; against the cacaphonic slaves

of lies, chicanery and fakedom; that they will not stop in their

Illegitimate fakely depraved litigious plans to usurp God! See, New York

die its slow death to the poison of bewitched apples! Mamdani’s beard

comes from a Caliphate of Sodomy that wants women to be shut in tight

containers, and men practice pederasty because they can’t see any female face!

Melania, I love you, for standing by the solid rock of God, despite those flagrant

connivers cooking up all kinds of stories to daunt you! Righteous people should be

strong never to be tired to burn the vanities of evil, so much as they (the evil) try to

occlude all veracity. The murderous Prime Minister of Australia was looking for

a bounty in his flaccid neck, but his evil clandestine method got stuck in his throat,

even as he voices his innocent façade fronting  the vile treachery in his soul. I prefer

Michael over Stephen! Let you all know that the corrupt try to dilute my blood with

toxins wherever I go. I’d think I’d rather abandon my sisters, who don’t understand

the difference between glimmer of hope and devastating illusion, if they think they

can steal my thunder by obfuscating me with their giving in to such evil of that Ravana,

Saint Paul or that sordid Albanese! I can’t keep screwing up the Libran right because of

that abductor, Ravana, who didn’t even feel ashamed to abduct his own daughter and

consign her to captivity, seemingly for eternity! And how can I ever forget my pets, who had to suffer because of that vile

Ravana’s manipulative evil! Sarah, Sita, Darling, should you know I am loathe to punish you for betraying me!

But I must as well! I want you to know, that I am always seeking in the field of Dandelions, in all my

preoccupations, because I think of you wherever I go!

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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