I have been consigned, confined and drugged: A poem

These endless roads travelled These distances becoming longer The mountain climbed nearly to the peak and a free fall into the deep This ill-sounding alarm that straddled my soul Enforced, confined, and consigned by a regime, pretending to encourage democracy. So, I am now sharing space with inmates, who are yelling and sobbing. I mustContinue reading “I have been consigned, confined and drugged: A poem”

I shit on your fishy face Albanese. You must know that all the treachery you committed against me and how much you compromised me will get you terrible suffering for eternity. There is a universal mechanism that delivers that retribution

The more you checkmate, hijack, eat and treacherise; the more you bodygrab and bloodsuck, the more you will have to suffer for eternity. And what about your brothers and sisters and their families, who ate everybody’s money?

I have always been alone, so alone! Standing up to all the treachery, evil, injustice, cruelty, punishment and crimes committed against me. And now they have taken up to forcefully physically confine and compromise me at the behest of that evil Prakash Saint Paul.