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Ruins
What becomes of a failed state? Does its might like Rome become a museumadmired for the glory of its past?Or does it die of vice in the hands of scoundrelswho limits Liberty to increase their shareof the pie that they steal from the wretched?… Continue Reading “Ruins”
Blame
We are no robot –powerless, remote-controlledyet few behave differently;Blame is but a human attributeour Achilles heel, our cancer.‘The devil made me do it.’you accuse the fallen angle –still yet an addict loves his addiction.Some say he’s a mystical thing –there is more to himthan… Continue Reading “Blame”
A Sermon
7 Social Sins there are:Wealth without work.Pleasure without conscience.Knowledge without character.Commerce without morality.Science without humanity.Worship without sacrifice.Politics without principle. Copyright © Frederick Lewis Donaldson |1925 Frederick Lewis Donaldson (1860-1953) was an Anglican priest, well known as the Red Vicar of St Mark’s Leicester, and… Continue Reading “A Sermon”
Humble Grief
1.Prostrate here in humble grief, I lieIn this foul-smelling and awful cubicle.What with me do you want, O Justice?Ain’t your vows to ruin my innocence? 2.My castle of confine! My dwelling! My cell!Long enough have I known your hermitageYour stonewalls of miseries to me… Continue Reading “Humble Grief”
Yahoo-boy
My days are spentsleeping, shopping, preening,driving about town in fancy carsand when inclined, have lavish ballswith girls and friends who have fallen formy made-believe lifestyle and deceit. My nights are spent “working”,hitting the keyboard hard and furious,making video calls and sending spam mailsas if… Continue Reading “Yahoo-boy”
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Etiquette
Hearts, like doors, will ope with easeTo very, very little keys,And don’t forget that two of theseAre “I thank you” and “If you please.” Come when you’re called,Do what you’re bid,Close the door after you,Never be chid. Seldom “can’t,”Seldom “don’t;”Never “shan’t,”Never “won’t.” © Anonymous | Spilledwords | 2021
Give Me a Pen and Paper
Give me a pen and paper;leave me the restand words will spill outwithout pre-plan andimprint themselves on a page or two. Give me air and space;watch those words spring upbreathing with lifestories learned, dreams fulfilledplaces traveled, experiences earned. Give me strength and courage;release me from fear of the unknown andthe half-heartedness to send these words […]
An Undone Homework
Good God! I’m like an undone homeworkSubmitted to a tutor by an anxious pupilWho over the weekend had triedYet failed to make headway.Teacher– would you spank me?Mock, flatter, or encourage your pupil?Solve me for me, oh Lord.Or teach me how to do me betterThat the pass mark I may not miss. © Ndidi Ugo- Nkwoala […]
Is There Anything Sweeter?
Is there anything sweeter than these hours of love,when we’re together, and my heart races?For what is better than embracing and fondlingwhen you visit me, and we surrender to delights? If you reach to caress my thigh,I will offer you my breast also —it’s soft; it won’t jab you or thrust you away! Will you […]
Ragged Old Flag
I walked through a county courthouse squareOn a park bench an old man was sitting thereI said, your old courthouse is kinda run downHe said, naw, it’ll do for our little townI said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bitAnd that’s a ragged old flag you got hanging on it He said, have a […]
