Iniquity

Never seen is the faceless truth of law

in the court of flaws devoured by

vultures

Truth play dead in the library of

corpses

You can’t touch the truth, its a

phantom

Inquietude, truth burns lie,

ashes light in weight, it has no

measure on the scale of judiciary

I study the pursuit of anatomy of

iniquity in antiquity. I dissect the

anatomy of life and therein, 

embossed in a cocoon of humility,

the seeds of truth.

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Sodom & Gomorrah

My words burn brighter

than the shinning star

of Jupiter

I watch the galaxy burn

at the tip of my candle

light

His soul dance with

the Reaper with a cobra’s

bight

 

I watch cities burn

with no fire at the

bottom of my

pit

Cute politics soaked in

venom; politicians

spew of the serpent’s

spit

My defence the holy

sacrament against

their deceit

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