The Lying Kings Poem by Michael Walkerjohn
The Lying Kings
A damned bow is played
as the rules are made
and that inquisitor
shears his beard
a morbid clown
writing down crass
faux truths, and lies of
truth; as that liar often so
does stretch his imagination
in a dreamy, and insipid fakery
a King; forgotten, once designed as
a mere distraction to the neo-powerful
lies separate, from the true real lying Kings
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: insight,political,rules,distraction
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5/18/2024 12:45:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Interesting, could be a very good in a different linage.
Aloha Dimitrios... It is difficult, this sites communication forum... some notifications I receive, some I do not... Now this is something that is easier to deal with... only a few of my posts are worthy to be considered for translation... this is a fact... as the syntax is too convoluted... should there be a post that is worth both in subject content and is most easy to translate... these are the ones which could be worked with... until I figure out how to make it work myself... no worries... I have plenty of coffee, cigarettes and time... I humbly thank you for your interests and your efforts on these issues... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two