I want the treacherous Labor Party destroyed whether I sleep or I don’t sleep. Dirty evil creeps trying to make it difficult for me. That deep sea Prakash Saint Paul is trying to make it impossible for me. I’ll kill him! Everytime I have to suffer, deep sea Saint Paul Prakash and the entire Labor Party will have to suffer 185 times as much!

I can even take on the Supreme, if He doesn’t stand for justice: A poem 

I have never strung up my gloves; they are certainly no doves  Does a war machine stand for justice, even if pitted against his own loves?  I have given my enemies their misbegotten powers; their victories are rotten  I have truth; but for long, I have let their lies reign from top to bottom  ThisContinue reading “I can even take on the Supreme, if He doesn’t stand for justice: A poem “

O Mother Mary! How they used you against me?!: A poem 

O Mother Mary! How they used you against me?!  Were you the Queen of Heaven and sea? Fat chance you’d be!  Were you only mother to Jesus and not to poor me?  How they ruthlessly erased me from the books of history!  Was your husband, Joseph, an old ignorant or true revolutionary?  Did he not fundContinue reading “O Mother Mary! How they used you against me?!: A poem “