Author Archives: montecyril

Thanks for telling me, all along, that God will step in  On 8 September, I’ll turn a wistful sixty-one, with patience!  I had so much faith and belief, but now I’m done  thinking that all this tireless effort for justice was won  Through these decades, treachery, against me, only got worse  I did my duty.Continue reading “Thanks! On 8 September, I’ll turn sixty-one: A poem “

I, Jacob, toiled for you for twenty-eight years  I never thought I’d grow old Rachel my dear  And Laban (Prakash) was treacherous, yet I never did fear  No fear, when there’s rock and roll in the ear  I never even feared when I had to wrestle  I knew that with every rebirth such was myContinue reading “Jacob’s eternal wrestle: A poem “

The sun may stop climbing over the Negev  But I will never Prakash Saint Paul forgive  There is too long a list of treachery and treason  It can’t be paid out for even an eternal season  They engineered the hominin to homo sapiens  From the outer reaches they came in their shem  Yes, there are,Continue reading “I will never, Prakash Saint Paul, forgive: A poem “

O Mum! O Dad! Your love helps me not go numb with rancour  With immense patience and perseverance, I always hunger  A biting treachery is imposing, on me, ram and sheep  The dirty fish wants to make me Little Beau Peep  I fling that evil Albanese into the farthest frozen deep seas  On my dutyContinue reading “Prakash Saint Paul manipulates everything for his own evil ends: A poem “

Anthony Albanese, you fishy sleazy!  Do you always want your evil to have it easy?  Lay your vile hands off my beautiful Jazzy!  Or else, I’ll fill your disgusting gills with greasy!  Prakash Saint Paul has another belly in his chest  With his evil, he can all flesh and blood digest  Albanese and Prakash SaintContinue reading “The Justice card looms for your doom, Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul!: A poem “