Shalie Mar Benig Poet Rhyme

The marshall

People are silent in the shadow of a man,
Terrified like an old gran,
Hiding like a sardine in a can,
While eating with a bun.

I notice that venting is now a crime,
Even their gut is empty from time to time,
Still dreading to ventilate the begrime,
Who will expound in every distant tongue?

They complain yet no one enunciates,
Their marshall is a waste,
Spreading hate just to sate,
Disappointed in their fate.

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Beata Agustin November 29, 2023 at 5:54 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I welcome you, Kabayan. with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.