Burn Brightly Burn

Judge me for my failings; crucify me for my deeds

Make me accountable for every one of fate’s unsparing beads;

Place me on the rack for every contemptuous sin

Haul me unsparingly to the coals and burn me before my protests begin.

 

Direct every known wrath and wreak the weapon of vengeance

Shake me by the scruff of my neck to instill within me proper sense

Do all of these and much more if your conscience tells you am wrong, by Jove

But never punish me on the one pretext that I nurtured false LOVE.

(Word Count: 95)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#115

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prototype of a Wall

Spending time staring at prototypes for an intrusive wall

When not imposing sanctions and specializing in name call;

Employing social media with the maturity of a three-year-old

Surrounded by a coterie incapable of telling or being told.

“Don’t send anything into my country” he indignantly yells

“I will decide what needs to be made and what sells”

It is only a matter of time before the world wakes up to this evil

Realizing the despot being kicked out will be the one great idyll

(Word Count: 84)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#109

Dryden & Ash

Seeking refuge in alcohol, finding solace in the noise of Iron Maiden

Venky knew he was leading a life of illusion, resorting to Huxley and Dryden

Carrying reminiscences of his Ash in every vein artery and coursing blood cell

He was nothing without her and every minute of her absence was to him a living hell

Ash, his life, his love, his one and only belle

Ash, sans her his life was but an exercise in denial

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#105