John Sensele Poems

Disaster when graft
Singes national fabric
Greed and kleptomania craft
Marries mafia manners and personal pocket polytrick.
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Mightier than a sword, the pen triumphs
Shining the spotlight on reality
Summersaulting as it galumphs
In temerity, veracity and humility.
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Fire and fury fan fragmentation
In a house haunted by horrors
Scorned, censored, sacrificed on altars of lamentation
That leaves spectators aghast with terrors of errors.
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Hope hovers on my horizon
To strengthen my wobbling knees
When freckle foibles freak out in the zone
Where I mould noble trainee teacher nominees.
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If by design you should shove a toilet
Not far from a water well
Know that cholera regret
A sad tale shall soon sound a notorious knell.
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If my horizon could expand
My world happier would be
Cos all issues and tissues in my stand
Would yield a field of glory and glee.
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Home, abundance of warmth
Felt far beyond the belt I wear
A sanctuary safe from the wrath
I feel elsewhere in the acrid air.
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I leapt forward and wept
The demise of the dream
No longer swept or kept
Beyond the rim of my whim and swim scheme.
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Political space, political face
More than a perceived surface and the trace
For which protagonists and antagonists fight
Aggrandizing or downsizing the right
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A new normal for my mendacious mammal?
Tipping point pines for the informal
Sector where the ‘MeToo Movement' scrambles into the atrophy
Human feelings suffer when they insert no apostrophe
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