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O Israel! I punished you much too often!: A poem 

O Israel, I punished you much too often!  You displeased me; but I didn’t want you in a coffin  I had to make you see grief, to set you free!  And my promise was, what I had chosen  But if evil gets you, I will still let loose  Even love won’t be spared from the hangman’s noose!  It isContinue reading “O Israel! I punished you much too often!: A poem “

I’ll destroy the world; my patience is running out!: A poem 

(There is no place in my paradise, for hypocrites and traitors)  Oh! The gall of that Prakash Saint Paul  He thinks he can break me like a doll!  He never had any fucking balls!  Clandestine treachery lives within his stalls  I am warning you leaders all  If you want it soon; I’ll blast you all to the moon!  AndContinue reading “I’ll destroy the world; my patience is running out!: A poem “

Between fish and moon, I’ll fuck you all with the wooden spoon! Don’t try to pre-empt me, I’ll bury you all in the sea. I think I am going to destroy the whole world, before you all get your disgusting flags unfurled!

You dirty creeps, you put me in a madhouse for twelve days to impress Prakash Saint Paul; and put the fear in me! You thought you could break me. And that pervert Albanese, who is trying to avoid being a fish now, got me forcefully injected with an unnecessary drug. Tell me, why should I not damn you all. Evil fish Albanese has always selfishly taken advantage of my sublime sense of duty and Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery against me to capitalise. When I called them out, it was continually used against me to frustrate me and defeat my purpose. Albanese don’t take me for granted. You and Prakash Saint Paul have no shame, guilt or conscience. Just remember one thing! I can destroy you both in one fell swoop if I want to. I have been very patient! Let me see what your short-lived victories do for you in eternity!

Get fucked with your gadbad Prakash Saint Paul. You stink of treachery; and everyone stinks of you. Because they not only fear you, but also because you are so infectious. I couldn’t be bothered with these selfish leaders, who only want self-aggrandisement by imbibing evil poison and abandoning purity. Get fucked!

Prakash Saint Paul, you have no feelings for anyone. You can make anyone your victims. And you think I should empathise with you and forgive you after all the crimes and treachery you committed against me? Shame! I just couldn’t be bothered what anyone thinks about me! I don’t want to impress anyone. Everyone knows that I went through very very painful suffering to save and protect you all. I kept my own aspirations and loyalties on the backburner for it. Let me tell you all hypocritical good-do bees that! Shame on you all for pandering to Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery. You all will know what awaits you with your make-believe peace!

Prakash Saint Paul, honesty is your best publicity; treachery is your best secrecy; and crookedness is your best victory. And calling you out is my defeat and tortury. But I’ll do what pleases me. You can do what you want desperately, eatery or bodysnatchery!