John Sensele Poems

Furore fumed when a folly function
Bent on branding beauties at a luncheon
Sunk to slash the sash,
The slush fund, cash, bash
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Beast of prey brutalised his home
Where by his own volition he sired children
For whom he felt neither attachment nor love.
Instead, beast of prey abused substances
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Saint John sacked and kicked Death the beast.
Said Saint John, 'Ovation, devotion through Christ.
Though you've felled cute Helen
Our heroine you have stolen.
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Stamina and countenance stormed a mind
Sapped of energy and swept in a sombre sense
Where loss dwelt when frustration and misery
In their quest to inflict pain and torment
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Cocaine-sodden minds infiltrated in all interstices
In several nanometers per epidermis pore with noxious poisons
Feed mirages to enraged dendrites and synapses
That metamorphose midgets into hulks fit for prisons.
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Inflamed hearts longing for an erotic attachment
That lives only in their minds too febrile
To perceive reality with detachment
From feelings too affective to be agile.
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Rain fell on a famine-stricken home where mice
Fat cats' lips chewed kitten's bread
Swiped every time, every slice
By fat cats who wiped away every quid from the homestead.
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Etched in histories and mysteries too unfathomable
For mundane minds schooled in simplicity
With no deeper layers than disarmed philosophies unable
To grasp complex circuits, minds surrendered in the face of complicity.
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Against a backdrop of a sorrow crop
Folks lose their nerves like the paper tigers
Folks portray throughout their lives in which a rope
Round their necks chops daylights from their fingers.
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Square pegs in round holes in a cellar
Pave the way to set up a wahala
In and out of their lives
Where they transplant knives
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