The liar’s babes bubbles in growth
within womb of all mankind
mothers first to sense, groan -
of pumping corpses into minds.
Minds decapitated by shock and awe
and soul pregnancies to war linguists -
will uteruses fight instincts law
or embryo’s selves rip to resist?
Unto the generations unseen
the political rapist’s semen
cleaves egg and maternal mind
living milk as if divine
but the deceiver’s life sentence.
London’s false prophet
Earth fertility vomits.
Washington’s false prophet
stars to dirty comets.
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You state a strong case my friend But I assume you want honest critiqueIMHO you would do better to stick to stanzas of the same length Throughout and try a little harder with your rhyming Growth and groan. Slant rhyme only You fourh stanza of five lines changes your rhyme pattern completely/ Only suggestions to be heeeded or discarded ivor