The 'underhanded' computer science student
Seems busy 'twice tapping' his way to the top
All the while marking out other's
His clandestine moves - discovered...
Upon the backstairs
And down the corridor's
To the 'hush-hush room
Of 'Stealth'
Where the 'cut-throat'
'Non-Spiritual' traitor's
Bask in their...
'Ill Begotten Wealth'! ! !
By, Theodora Onken
February 4,2016
Dedicated to: A newer model grey pickup - ( Shawn L. Richardson) it's trash (An old chair, paint cans, varnish, an angel head) , left thrown out - with an empty garbage can tipped over; Also, to old paint/varnish rags, old torn down fence, an old bed frame, left behind our fence. Also to criminal- purpose, 'liberty', and the Mad Man - Joe.
With a special thanks to those who are informed.May God Bless You!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem