Anthony Albanese don’t dare be cunning with me! There is no love, don’t make it worse, between you and me Don’t tell me, you don’t your own purpose serve I gave you a second term, when even the first you didn’t deserve Your pretense for the Aboriginals, is how your selfishness notes The `yes vote’Continue reading “Albanese! Don’t be cunning with me!: A poem “
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Should the future be near?: A poem
They are all fighting over Aquarius And evil Prakash is dictating all of us His treachery has never been our common purpose I feel all this time is like missing the bus What is at stake? Of it, what can we make? Whose evil has Earth got to rake? Can you choose between Pisces andContinue reading “Should the future be near?: A poem “
Prakash, Saul or Paul? What is your rollcall?: A poem
When does Saul stay Saul? And when does he become Paul? He really has the gall to be anything else at all The chapter of Sol Invictus was losing its bliss So, he changed his colours and settled for his molars As it was 2,000 years onward of fish He conveniently became that dish HisContinue reading “Prakash, Saul or Paul? What is your rollcall?: A poem “
Prakash, others must suffer for your crimes, but you must not. That’s the way you want it for eternity.
Can truth and justice ever have a say?: A poem
Is the scorpion the actual poison? Or is it poisson that makes you cry, as does an onion? Did the fairies take my Mum to Aries? Who tampered with my mother’s diaries? Is it the one who did the stoning? The one who does not want to do the penance or atoning? Where did myContinue reading “Can truth and justice ever have a say?: A poem “
I can brave his havoc; I am never in the dock: A poem
I have always bravely taken on the world’s leaders Never felt afraid to ruffle their precious feathers Never feared the suffering of punitive consequences I am never wrong; and we all have a right to our differences And if Prakash thinks he can hijack mine, Leo, Capricorn, Taurus to checkmate me deviously. I will notContinue reading “I can brave his havoc; I am never in the dock: A poem “
Bravo! Brave Putin: A poem
You didn’t break the law History knows, they’ve always abused it You bore their rancour Bravery is the core of your wit You risked isolation Though we didn’t want destruction Justice must get its traction That is when good also shows no compunction Who made the laws of the world? The ones that committed theContinue reading “Bravo! Brave Putin: A poem “
The times are no thyme, but I’ll see the sign: A poem
These times are, like limes, sour and bitter My life has never been as soft as butter I know suffering has always been my abstract daughter But I was born with the dignity to be patient foster My wings have been frozen every season Yet, I have flown past every treachery and every treason likeContinue reading “The times are no thyme, but I’ll see the sign: A poem “
It is you, Prakash, the conman, who should be conned!: A poem
He tries to stump me in mid-sentence with his desperate treacherous utterance But I can regale his multi-million connivance with sacred composure. Who is the ringmaster and who should dance? The joke could be on me (rue, rue) or you (cuckoo) Didn’t you, all eternity, make the truth untrue? Whose cap do you feather betweenContinue reading “It is you, Prakash, the conman, who should be conned!: A poem “