(Wrote a long time back )
They’ve abused you treacherously,
Degraded you maliciously,
Plotted for your destruction surreptitiously,
And now they’re trying to excuse themselves badly,
For me they’ll always be un-forgiven,
Definitely-I looked on the news filled with curiosity,
But how I filled my eyes with terrible asperity,
Something small,
I thought to myself-Oh there is more to worry about than these pictures,
But then I couldn’t sleep that night –Images of horrific tablatures-
Who has you clenched mercilessly this second between their fingers?
Who’s saying ha ha ha, putrefyingly this minute?
Who’s deciding they’re just amazing –‘This is the perfect disease to use,not to waste or sequester’
Then I started to imagine how it all began,
They’re sitting in an office – sipping hot coffee,
It’s late and every one has gone home,
Except them and the whispering devil-Drawing and painting with malevolence,
Pencilling and rubbing, angling and curving,
Until they got it just right – lifted it up to admire,sat back and viciously smiled -
Proud of themselves the next morning in the meeting table,
Their work is being published –the majority of hands made it acceptable-
What terrifies and shakes me is slowly, actually quite rapidly now -
These heart-breaking pictures are circling -
First on 1 page of a rotten Danish newspaper –
It’s now virally infecting all types of technology-
Transported destructively from country to country-
Inoculated happily by those who show a respect/kindness deficiency-
Please be warmed by what your followers have done
Prophet Mohamed
I hope it will make you the tiniest bit happy -
The effort to clean up this shemozzle,
The shouts and cries, the protests and all other tries-
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