Barbatos Poem by Savita Tyagi

Barbatos



I don't know
Who the devil is
Or where he lives

What excites him
What makes his face glow

What is the color of his skin
To us humans is he a kin

What language does he speak
To impress his thoughts so bleak

Awry we go in communication
Causing widespread humiliation

I don't know
Who the Barbatos is
Or where he lives

But echoes of altercation
Such as his are heard
In a shiny White House
On top of a hill!

Thursday, January 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 18 January 2018

I don't know who the devil is or where he lives……..Loved the expression! Thanks dear madam for sharing …..10

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Bri Edwards 18 January 2018

does the Donald live on a hill? could he be as bad as the Devil? at least if he IS 'the Devil', he can use the same monogrammed towels [t. D.] whether he's in his Hades or his White House bathrooms. smart fellow, don't you think? Donald's wife makes me think of an angel, but i know looks can be deceiving. bri :)

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Lyn Paul 18 January 2018

Today our world is faced with many evil. So much that we are no longer shocked and it seems as though we have accepted it for there is little we can do. Thank you for your beautiful wise words.

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Rini Shibu 11 January 2018

An interesting poem, we don't know who the devil is but there are many humans around us who turns out to be devils.

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