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I want to go to a strange land  meet an alien, and shred him to pieces  I can pee on the walls  and feel no remorse; and feel secure  in aggression and arrogance  I wouldn’t want to do a three-legged run  with an alien. I won’t offer him  a seat on the bus. It’s notContinue reading “How I love to hate: A poem “

Honey,  we didn’t do it for the money  Those that hated me when they didn’t get it  should know my duty was never brittle like a brick  For hate is only a wound of the truth  And love is deeper than any root  If there was shame, I considered it all in the game  knowingContinue reading “Honey, your wings take me high: A poem “

I keep telling Him: Hurry!  A prayer, a petition and a worry  My hair is all turning grey  And it could well be my last day  I can remember the incompleteness when Dad died  And I imagined His arms were still open wide  Can the future be the resurrection of the past?  The little weContinue reading “God! Please hurry!: A poem “

At least that’s what WordPress shows, that nobody reads my stuff. I give a damn! I don’t need anybody’s patronage. I am prepared to die in oblivion rather than sell my soul to the devil and deep sea. My stuff will never be published because evil wants to get me. I just couldn’t be bothered.Continue reading “I don’t need anybody’s patronage”

because everybody’s scared of him eating them up. Even God fears him. But I’m not scared of him eating me up. I copped it all my life and from the beginning of time. But I certainly don’t want any help from people with no guts. I have never been daunted by the prospect of beingContinue reading “The bloodthirsty bodygrabber always gets his way”

Speak not with haste, good can go to waste  Sip with God’s lips, and savour the taste  The meal is satiating in the humble paste  The manna is given to the profound not to the base  And you can ever dwell where you cast a wise eye  If you unbelieve that you are always theContinue reading “In God’s will: A poem “

Everybody reads agony columns quite avidly. Call it an obtuse glee at seeing others suffer, or genuine empathy; but I’m sure none can overlook a column that reads like this:  Dear Agony Aunt,  I am a thirteen-year-old. Most of my friends are having the time of their lives, but mum insists I shouldn’t go outContinue reading “Any regrets? Contact Agony Aunt: Just for laughs “

The semantics of a language that doesn’t resonate  gives me no libido for material aspiration. Virtue comes   like an arrow from the bow of lack of expectations  I don’t drink from wells of devalued character  A fortress is built from an immaterial soul. I know,  the billionaire can be one-billionth of the pauper  PalacesContinue reading “Expectations: A poem “