O the smile, the smile! It runs a mile It steals a march Their blood is starch You are wealth’s doll They have the gall to fling you a penny You are much too many The streets are wild But you make your hunger mild You are every moment’s child The wicked world hasn’t defiled Continue reading “Beggar child: A poem “
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Albanese committed too much treachery against me. Resign creep
The deep sea Church is evil
The evil deep sea Church tortured and murdered my descendants. Anybody who goes to Church is committing a crime against me.
The devil tries to take what is mine: A poem
The devil is at my each and every gate He is desperate to get in before it’s too late How can I ever set up my date with fate? when all my victories the devil ate And I can tell you he never does sate All the goodies from one to eight I have myContinue reading “The devil tries to take what is mine: A poem “
The devil is desperate
Always hijacked: A poem
I live in a tunic whereupon my wounds bleed Their mouths are wide and loud. Does God heed? But in such agony, I don’t beg in hours of need My cries are silent; resilience will always lead I swear I can be nobody’s child, to put it mild You may not be mine, but couldContinue reading “Always hijacked: A poem “
Where paradise was flung: A poem
This crest and ripple, this tipple with which I drench, like staple every day; turns my nerves within without A hidden inside screaming shout Even paradise became a dirty four-letter word that unsavoury all throughout was heard Could God rue that all was lost? This eternity forgone, and such a cost! And these arms couldn’tContinue reading “Where paradise was flung: A poem “
The hatchet never buries: A poem
You, who have despoiled my paradise, cursed my locks like lice I am sleepless by your treachery It obsesses my brains like debauchery I walk the streets precariously, lest rage break my spirit, rip my veins In exile, I find hope’s refuge The thirsty foliage is my concierge Yet, I make grace my wage andContinue reading “The hatchet never buries: A poem “
Call of duty: A poem
Even stones can be burnt with the lessons learnt That one can’t rule kingdoms that one has abandoned So let one’s will be the fight The warrior, from the battlefield, never takes flight The blood may be a curdling sight But courage is always right Justice is that diamond priceless when summoned Let the laughterContinue reading “Call of duty: A poem “
Conscience: A poem
Purgatory’s gates don’t hold too much fire A soul can be saved even if it’s down to the wire Dusk is in the wind for where the soul has fled But it can be saved from the pits where morality is dead No blood is wasted in deeply felt remorse With earth-shaking, a river canContinue reading “Conscience: A poem “