Holy Demons Poem by Jonathan Tafreg

Holy Demons

Rating: 5.0


No shop to purchase your happiness,
No ghost to care for your nothingness,
No fool to mind your productiveness,
Nobody cares for your doomed life.

Resist intentional poverty,
Your life is your only property,
No matter what no equality,
No body cares for your doomed life.

Resist the wicked authority,
Be priceless you're not commodity,
Withstand corruptive monstrosity,
No body cares for your doomed life.

Unemployment is very dangerous,
And the leaders are very traitors,
And the elections are very cancerous,
No body cares for your doomed life.

When the virus tells you to quarantine,
In the meantime they trade the vaccine,
Without Almighty God to intervene,
No body cares for your doomed life.

Don't make a deal with your laziness,
Befriend them not, off their greediness,
Keep faith, never mind their noisiness,
No body cares for your doomed life.

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