All Silences come together,
In something called,
Night.
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The seeds of malice have been sown,
The Decadence, the Lies come home,Our very thoughts, no more our own.Morality and love of Good,They are no longer understood,Decadently, we say goodbye,For Love of Country, now we cry.
Our Country, Our Life,
A yellow pudding,Of Cowards, gone numb!When did we lose,Our honor, our pride?Our virginity, the candor,And obeyed All who Lied!
I know how to fix the World
Each one mind their own businessAnd like the French,Be creative in the Kitchen.
Yes, Certain Poems,
Many written,Many read,Can also give you,Go ahead,When thinking Past,Where Present, fled.
The strange World of Poetry
So much hurt and nothing changed,All clouds return as summer rainAll vital claims, disclaimed.
‘The Crystal Hammer of Poetry’
Of amazement, Worded Wonder,To be able to tame thunder,And make love the World’s new rule.