Month: March 2022

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In my Kitchen

It’s looking quite forlorn now The larder shelves are bare There’s a rocket in my kitchen And my kitchen isn’t there -:- He doesn’t want the kitchen That father carved in wood He only wants its ruin And the land on which it stood -:- My children went outside to play And found his cluster bombs All brightly decked with spirals To reckon all … Read More In my Kitchen

Dictators way

Devoid of real feeling, the Dictator treads his lonely way along his chosen, barren path. All around him is life, in its shared love and simplicity, but he stays true to the vastness of his egoic channel, long baked by hate into clay that will not sustain growing things. Behind him, the mountains of ambition keep him focussed on the goal, which he thinks … Read More Dictators way