Going morally declinative can decrepit the structure of civilisation’s soul such that nothing embraces dignity in a degenerate edifice that man builds purely for acquisition and not for dignified presence. You can see that too much overambitious zeal can only cause obtuse evil to flourish while intelligent soulful righteousness can be rendered dysfunctional. It is not as if religious pulpits are a vestigeContinue reading “The Great Gatsby: A poem “
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Who is the messiah you are all looking for?: A poem
I always believed conformity was never a virtue And I accepted an anonymity despite being rebellious You can say my treatise in anonymity was no pretentious humility. Too many people in the know knew about me! And the assumed incognito fell out of the walls to the floor as I aged. Everyone began to (unspokenly) know, and anonymity was no longer my disguise. I am much the lyric of troubadoursContinue reading “Who is the messiah you are all looking for?: A poem “
These revelations, and the culminations that never manifest: A poem
You know, when I was little, I found the mango tree grow over me. And, I found myself saying: You Man! Please Go! And I felt the sun’s face darken and crestfall. And I said to the Sun: O Sun! You please don’t go! You are man enough for me! But I really think you ought to go, when I can’t save youContinue reading “These revelations, and the culminations that never manifest: A poem “
I want the entire Australian Broadcasting Corporation network and all its arms defunded and shut down. That creepy network has committed treason against Australia and the Australian people for decades! They ought to be put out of business!
True love, sacrifice is fine – but not self-destruction!: A poem
If you have the happiness of sadness then grief is no coffin in pressing departure And one feels no sorrow in stoic bravery, to a point! And you can evolve in the calmness of the substance of treasures even if you have an inkling of the eventuality that the evil may attempt to take even that away! And one feels no panic in the storm that blows away your rooftopsContinue reading “True love, sacrifice is fine – but not self-destruction!: A poem “
The shark wants to U-turn or to tee! Does he want to ape me or take aim at me! For he doesn’t want (where he belongs) the deep sea! He thought lately Israel was his open sesame country? What has he chosen: Judaism, Islam, or Christianity? Or has he, his hallmark invention – the crossbreed! So will we eat cheese and not brieee! I am just off too much dairy! But I played the game much before I was thirty-three! I am now past sixty, I am not worried of the checkmate of me! You can see the culprit `kneesy-easy’ is behind all the current treachery; along with false light Pall-bearer with his villainous liturgy! Doesn’t the church want them both up their chimney! Pope UnLeo smells of dead fish and not of Leonine eternity!
I tell you all: It is getting too late!: A poem
You know the caretakers of your instinct are filling up your life by submerging you in instinctive drive How do they reckon they feel your pulse of your impulse, to manipulate your desires – make them your aspirations, even ambition! Do they rip apart your fledgling astuteness, so that you don’t even know what your mothering and are eager toContinue reading “I tell you all: It is getting too late!: A poem “
The last cut can also be the greatest annihilation!: A poem
I live in a moment And die like it, in a moment And everything becomes a fraction of time and space Even all the moments put together And then we grow like a fractal growth into humongous columns of creation There is not a star that can elude us… not a sky that can avoid us We becomeContinue reading “The last cut can also be the greatest annihilation!: A poem “
Who he speaks the truth gets vilified!: A poem
Anne Lennox can screech her gall-splitting: Why There’s no saying sorry when you still have the gall to blame the victim. There are no convenient yardsticks for all your pursued conveniences! Why is there no believing when the silent one’s gone hoarse from suddenly spilling his truth? Is finally speaking the truth – acquiring a big mouth? Who has the audacity to tell a heretofore silent voice toContinue reading “Who he speaks the truth gets vilified!: A poem “
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