My lord, is there no justice in your holly land!!
I want to get it from you today.
Is it fair the poor boy; tell me is it your glory?
His innocent heart the beam of the diamond why is fade,
why complled down to lay??
What the sin he done, in that heat, your heart is hot!!
Worn-out life he has leading, why wars to live shought??
Where is the childhood, in which law, you hit the arrow!!
Is it your generous rule, will I tie your tale
which lays in your eye brow?
Is there no pity in your heart oh God! Are you blind?
You wish to live in the rich home, not there where the poor are!!
You wish the poor shall lie in stale rice, in such peace thy
and in your creazy desire, they would
only cry!!
This globe is surprising, in your desire,
you give life in one world, and one is caught as a slave!
In this worn out world, in the land of poor, you never look
how could I keep you in my heart and soul,
what the initiative may
I took!!
Her eyes are burning, fire is coming out of her face
flashing and roaring and become vas of power immense
her hair is flying high and her voice has become unruly
high of her feet become frenetic to kill the snake, Ruthlessly.
As a wife she is gentle but never weak in strength in stature
today she is seeking her revenge after enduring severe torture.
The earth trembled with her roar and the power creates storm with thunder
the supreme power has got up to destruction ; once tho, was so tender
she was almost dead when she was swaying in confusion
in the way to peace with her utmost sympathy and compassion.
In return, she gained the poison in his call
not only in soul and mind but attack in corporal.
Day by day her heart decays ; oxidized at instant
so, she is furious to kill the snake the cause that repent. (To be continued)
Saga of the Lonely Cactus: “The Return of the Cactus” Part Four
Aunt Mikey searched the Big Apple far and wide,
‘Till she found the Lonely Cactus on the Lower East Side.
“Oh, Cactus, I’m sorry this happened to you,
But I know just what to do.”
“I see you are homesick,
No more, no less.
I’ll pick up my cell and call U.P.S.
They go to the desert on their
Regular route.
They’ll send you to Kieran,
Without a doubt.”
Kieran waited and waited for many awhiles,
‘Till the U.P.S. truck delivered the cactus all smiles.
“Oh, Cactus,” said Kieran with a joyful sob.
“I think what you need is an interesting job.”
“Over the hill and behind the stone hump.
Is a casino being built by Donald Trump.
The Donald told me he would hire a cactus like you,
Who knows how to deal the one and the two.”
“He needs cacti who are smart and cacti who are able,
To deal with the tourists at the blackjack table.
Poker and Keno are also his game.
I’ll miss you,
But it is best you go just the same.”