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Would I wonder  if I wandered from a cocoon   into an expanse  about the limits of my existence?  As if the expanse,  became all at once,  my cocoon  Would I wonder that my mortality  was assured of an immortality  Even as day meets its death  and night is only a flame to be put out byContinue reading “Would I wonder at me, God?: A poem “

I can remember  how I drew the sun over me  like a blanket  as I stretched in its light  under a mango tree  Did I imagine  I could talk to the hot summer breeze  and ask it for its secrets?  Like as if the baby in the cradle  had an instinctive knowledge   to ask the right questions  But the leaves hanging overContinue reading “I remember, under the sun and with the wind: A poem “

The whole of Ukraine is Russia’s  And Eastern Europe, too, what God ushers  Western Europe are a lot of fortune pushers  They can keep the Unleonine Pope, the Cancer (EU) pashers!  Western Europe looted the entire world  On what basis, is their right to judge and uphold the law unfurled? Their wicked sodomy of the planet’s neighbourhood  should make them compensate, thatContinue reading “The whole of Ukraine is Russia’s: A poem “

Crime(inal) Minister, Prime Minister!  Did Prakash Saint Paul give your arse the blister?  Or was that all Jodie Hard-on could muster?   Are you a fish or a gold-digging oyster?  Has your bodygrabbing all the works,  leveraged by Prakash Saint Paul’s abominable quirks?  I can say that you are shit that grabs, that sucks  like a conduit that actually deserves all the mucks  A fishContinue reading “Crime(inal) Minister, Prime Minister!: A poem “

Would you, or would you not have a clue?  who fanned all the antisemitism, who?  Albanese, Labor, is it not you?  Like you shed crocodile tears, as you always do?  And anyone with an iota of shame  would not make all those excuses, lame  and just resign with all the blame  But Labor never ever knewContinue reading “Albanese, who fanned the antisemitism?: A poem “

I am not expectant of fame and fortune  God is never bewitched by such pangs  I wrote about melancholy without grief in my tune  Humour was the caption of the trees of my lands  I admire the nonsense that makes time brief  You can see there was prolonged toil in my weave  Age is practically a dispassionate sieve  It takesContinue reading “I am not expectant of fame and fortune: A poem “

I thought I’d wake up one morning  and see all the clouds dissipate  the dew turning to nourishing ambrosia  the juices of laughter I deserve  How childhood dissipated without warning?!  Like a circle drawn about so unawares  by the earth around the sun  But nothing tangible seemed to happen  in this seemingly motionless destined course  I recollect all the building Legos of injustice  on the floorscape of myContinue reading “My cities must no longer be rapined desert: A poem “