Sunday, March 15, 2015

WHO WOULD TELL?

















Born deaf to pleading voices of reason…
Virtues roasted in sooty smokes each season…
Rusty pride and arrogance of deadbeat dads…
Swallowed by illusions coated as erotic ads…
Defensive tongues sharpened to slash and slander…
Public displays ugly as Japanese   Salamander!
But who would tell…
 That wild Casanova bears of Trentino…
Would be tied and sheared as   Australian merino?!
 
Feeding in leftovers as low-rank hyenas…
Avoided as jiggers in public arenas…
Skewed mind displayed as oriental rugs…
Sanity raped by fumes of street-brewed drugs…
Conscience strangled… by rogue impostors
Cursed victims of marital or sexual disasters…
But who would tell…
That stained souls left in bins of filth…
Would recover ….and shine beyond chains of birth?!


Male gorilla bellies abode glutton Land-cruisers…
Drumbeat promises to be power abusers!
Sheepish minds fooled by faked stage dances…
Songs impregnated by political stances…
Slave-minds hypnotized as playboy actors!
Trickery episodes of wicked pastors!
But who would tell….
That black bones  beneath  their towers would spread  as  lotus flowers!

Meshack Sewe© March, 2015