Impaired leadership
Rising was the blue sky above hills,
just after he encountered reproach,
well enough to awaken his ancestors
trading in mockery and hot scotch.
Lo, bloody sacrifices daily present;
a soul thought of saint but soured devil,
Raining empty vessels of promise;
at sight; smiles, in dark; suaced evil.
He's cheerleading innocent to agony;
road race which awaits his casket,
He's funding corruption in disguise;
soon walking dead news his facet.
From counted promises to uncounted demise;
what happened to the Egyptians...
Reigning peace died in pieces and faeces;
didn't Sodom and Gomorrah stop to exist?
©Author Kelly JUUZ
[A salient prolific author...]
»» 23/11/2017
⊙ 02: 11AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Witty and poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. Lofty verse crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. Thanks for sharing Kelly and do remain enriched.