Jashmina, don’t give me your emotionally blackmailing crap any more. I have been too patient and too sublime with all those who committed crimes and treachery against me. My honesty is only defeat and destruction of myself and my armies because of the treachery of Prakash Saint Paul. Not that you were ever on my side. You think I can carry on being demeaned, treacherised and tortured for standing up for myself for the peanuts and crumbs I get from Centrelink, that only abet Prakash Saint Paul in his treachery against me. I want nothing from anybody and I am certain I know why. Nothing I’m offered appeals to me. I can’t live roofless and solely on air. So, I want to go from this world.

Donald Trump, do you have courage in your rump?: A poem 

Hey Mr Donald Trump!  Do you have courage in your rump?  Does the fear of Prakash Saint Paul give you goosebumps?  Because there’s omnipotent hijacking in his thumbs?  Of course, I’ll never have Promised Land  because such deviousness in his hands  And your neighbourhood mullah will ultimately sing:  Prakash Saint Paul is my King  I am God, who has tears like a mist  Did you getContinue reading “Donald Trump, do you have courage in your rump?: A poem “

You all caused my sacrifice to be no show!: A poem 

Do you think  my honesty is their ink  to be capitalised upon, defeated and seized  by the evil diseased?  How much, can you guess,  can I go tireless and restless  because my selfless dress  gets treachery, and no redress?  The bodygrabbers in the oceans and rivers  And Prakash Saint Paul’s evil gluttony striking my towers  between his vampiring and hijacking  makes me a slave, when IContinue reading “You all caused my sacrifice to be no show!: A poem “

Evil should be suffering for its crimes: A poem 

I want to get rid of Prakash Saint Paul’s treacherous plotting  I swear, Ouranos is not and never was Muslim  Even though Cancer is not my answer  It is Sagittarius, I prefer, the Centaur, yes sir!  I have fought all through, without fear or furs  My Dad never insisted scat the cat  He knows that I wrestled on theContinue reading “Evil should be suffering for its crimes: A poem “

Too much treachery against me; I want to go!: A poem 

Jashmina can be so selfish; she keeps committing treacheries  against me; to impress Saint Paul and my sordid evil enemies  I have seldom reminded her that I have sacrificed an eternity  for her, even though I have suffered unbearable suffering ever so grittily  How much ingratitude and sabotage must I cop; defeat myself to top Continue reading “Too much treachery against me; I want to go!: A poem “

I am brave despite the treachery; and generous despite it: A poem 

Do you all think I’m here only to suffer in silence?  Just because you all fear the evil one’s violence?  I am the only one with courage to brave the villains  For this, my duty, I rejected all their graft’s billions  In all this treachery against me, I shine with much brilliance!  Ouranos, is brave even when tortured, neverContinue reading “I am brave despite the treachery; and generous despite it: A poem “

Doesn’t Albanese think he should resign?: A poem 

Doesn’t Albanese think he, in shame, should resign?  Did he think I was not equal to his treacherous design?  But I have only done my duty and been patiently sublime  I did not even ask for Lablour’s bread, even if it came with wine  My poor beautiful Mother; how, for her, I cried  They tried to checkmate me by monopolising her;Continue reading “Doesn’t Albanese think he should resign?: A poem “

Tell me, if you see the sun and sea?: A poem 

I have so many so sublime faces like God only can  Yet two of these look forever forward and back  I tried to talk to the devil; he morphed and began:  Whose do you think the sun is? He laughed and sang!  And would you have answers for all the questions that ran?  Do you think the altar granting protectionContinue reading “Tell me, if you see the sun and sea?: A poem “