123 Discreet Persecution

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Discreet Persecution



So you think I've been deaf & blind

Who can't hear & see from behind?



Doors & walls clearly speaking

Floors & roads plainly showing



Omens so artificial

Messages so diabolical



Tired of listening

To a cat meowing?



Want it o go hide & seek

Knowing that it's already weak?



Wanted/Missing without search

Whipped & slashed by thorny birch



What more discreet persecution

Pack & throw, chop & burn?



Can't imagine such bloody reckonings

Longing for more sufferings?



You think my mind shall be conditioned

With such dreadful gleamings aforementioned?



And after such bloody execution

Behold the Almighty's retribution!



-05/22-23/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Painful Poems Collection
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