I accuse..... Part 1
My inner hedonistic self long to villainy inclined
Dwelling too long on flamboyance and enshrined
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The weeping pen
He invested his heart into his audacious pen
Withdrew in recess to spy from his den
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I accuse
Bankers who compulsively their creditors lure
Bid them colossal loans and obscure
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For good or for worse.
When chickens are blessed with biting teeth
Spiteful snakes slither in your bosom
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Many a confession is more than a sin injurious
For you may seek to a harm alleviate
Mumble for words and make assumptions erroneous
Yet do sink it and quagmire aggravate
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Principles, values, ethics, mottoes
Like sparkling, vivid emeralds
In my gloomy, sumptuous mansion
Possessively linger to sojourn
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A poem tribute to the lady caught hanging at the window of the concert hall during the Paris carnage.
Help! I'm pregnant.
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A blister in the heart
Like walking blindfolded into a minefield
You skirmish and elbow your diligent way
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I Accuse
I accuse..... Part 1
My inner hedonistic self long to villainy inclined
Dwelling too long on flamboyance and enshrined
A morbid, horrible indeed skirt chaser
Endeavoring to beguile women and maneuver
Blaming it all on Satan's duplicitous whispers
Spurning to ditch eavesdropping physical beauties
Rolling with the punches yet persevered
Dragging my heels to relinquish and never repented
Our next door annihilating the cats we home-produced
Who have gormandized his rabbits and livestock downsized
Butted in on his weary sleeping pillow
Mating loudly, frequently and aggrandized his sorrow
Yet could medication be of any use
To what a whole epoch has abused?
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.