Author Archives: montecyril

You know, the pot of lexicon shattered around me like a window pane hit by a cudgel; and I ran out of words, even the words I borrowed from my very heavy Dictionary. Like I like to flip pages to figure out my obsoleteness. I feel like a thingamajig against a mountain wall, as ifContinue reading “I hate everything where you all were groomed to belong!: A poem”

You know, I didn’t fling the clouds at my feet; they were aimed at me to straddle me, and keep me from staying afloat by the chicanery of thieves! You know, those Muslims who have infested the suburb I live in (like they have the whole world), have been desperately trying to kill my Kings,Continue reading “Heed, those who think they can commit crimes against me and get away with it!: A Poem”

I felt my peace pipe fall and shatter in native country. You must know my halcyon days are far too distant past when there were no infiltrators; and no sacrilege on my sacredness. The word heretic has taken a new meaning all through! Carnage didn’t begin from God’s vicinity, if you all think you canContinue reading “Now do you want to look for peace pipes any more?: A poem”

I remembered to change the hour over daylight savings, even if I wasn’t counting these hours, these changes. I remember with a precision, even if it seems stale to remind one’s self of a change that’s humdrum, like lights on a street so many, that the passing cars take their brightness for granted. There isContinue reading “As I swear by my Kings…as I look to Israel and America!: A poem”

What kind of traction do I have? Am I God, or am I a slave? Can there be a prison in a united place? The two ends meeting without vents? I am just about consternated with what evil lends! Is this where God descends? Jack falls above or below? with everything in tow? This kindContinue reading “Should I be burning the house down?!!!: A poem”

Have we been looking for soulful gems and trumps in the deal of our circumstantial card game?! Do we call evil’s bluff when we discover our choices are, in fact, our dead-ends?! Or have we seen enough of trepidation take our integrity to the swamp?! If I were a simple tribal leader herding my flock,Continue reading “How God has no choice; is he omnipotent, then?!: A poem”

That evil plug of Anthpny Albanese and the Labor Party, Stephen, got all my devices tapped by tje treacherous Anthony Albanesr and they Labor Party, so they can monitor, ape, rob, vampiricise and bodygrab whatever I do! Fuck those  evil cheats, Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party! They should all be rounded up, tortured andContinue reading “That evil conniving Labor Party!”

I turned like a flower to the sun, And those noises roared like a breeze against the windows of my soul; Haven’t I been silently suffering their onslaught, when my own voice was stolen by marauders on the streets, shredding the paper of my lyrics. This evil is no cavalry of muslin-wrapped souls, but illegitimateContinue reading “I swear to you Gadi Eisenkot, Benjamin Netanyahu is the only legitimate Prime Minister of my Israel!: A poem”