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Offered wealth, so it was taken
By he who had love forsaken
Matters little, for all are one
Awaking when soul is shaken
No battles remain to be won
Since ego has now come undone
All heart feels, is bliss current purr
Igniting form, like yonder sun
To God within, prayer murmur
Nodes slowly stir and chakras whir
Dwelling in the void, by love buoyed
Become bliss as boundaries blur
25-November-2021
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“Be faithful!”* That’s the Saviour’s requirement
Amidst His great sacrifice-fulfillment.
Let’s comply with joy as His called stewards…
…Claiming His full service-empowerment.
“You’ll be blessed!” Such is Christ’s sure victory…
...Commending righteous deeds for His glory.
We must rely on His upholding strength
In sharing, with prayer, Gospel story.
*1Corinthians 7:25 …As one that hath obtained mercy of the Lord to be faithful.
May 5, 2019
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Earth life but a beauteous dance
Wherein we opt to enter trance
To feel pangs of separation
Until head and heart reach balance
Love God’s force, binding creation
Offers us gentle suggestion
That do not size, just vaporise
Union then births bliss ignition
Ego urges bundle of lies
Cessation the way, spake monks wise
Thus getting out of our own way
God teleports us to new highs
Immersed in prayer, night and day
Erst fears and desires drop away
In timeless time, we merge with God
Delight in love, as our mainstay
21-February-2022
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Service-commitment, indeed challenging
Truly rewarding since it’s life-giving
Discouraging difficulty- complaints
Midst prayer-ardor for strength’s receiving.
Service-commitment overcomes grumbles
In yielding to God heart that humbles
Gratefully praising Him while worshipful
Gladly lifting up someone who stumbles.
Service-commitment is good attitude
Exposing a Christian’s faith-altitude
In loving Jesus while loving others
With kindness*, truth and mercy’s fortitude.
*Colossians 3:12 Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering.
May 25, 2019
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Bubbles come in many forms,
some make you feel all fuzzy and warm
others are like ideas or schemes,
most however, are easily torn
Burping baby bubbles of gas,
bubbles blown that pop in the grass
football games, played in a dome,
a snow globe made of hand blown glass
Faith, as we know is a powerful sphere,
it holds us together, in a life full of fear
like a friend, you can count on, when times are the worst,
as like Christ on the cross, sheds a redeeming tear
You can count on your Faith, the Hardest Bubble to Burst,
even when the health of your body is cursed
with just a moment a day, silent in prayer,
believe in your Faith, the unquenchable thirst.
Dedicated to my Poet Friend, Carolyn Devonshire, With Love and Faith,
God Bless....Taz
For Debbie Guzzi's contest
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A new feeling I've never felt
You smile and my heart melts
Reasons of self unforgiven
Forever grateful for each
moment I'm given
You keep me calm with serene
composure
When times were rough you
loved harder
Forever indebted to your
driven loyalty
What I've been searching for
you complete me
True love the ultimate sacrifice
Two souls unspoken
compromise
You win I surrender
No motive pure intention
I admire your ability to remain
focused
Uninterrupted for hours
endless
I envy your self motivation
Defying all odds of self
preservation
An answered prayer cast upon
my life
To see one another through
each others eyes
I promise you forever because
I mean it
My promise only last forever if
you keep it
I would be honored to become
one with you
To know you to hold you
because I love you.
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Mere thinking or intuition
Latter being prayer station
Choosing to let go of control
No doer in meditation
Looking outwards, we play life role
Do what we will, we feel not whole
Cause discerned, as inner conflict
Ego the thief, who our joy stole
Head-heart misaligned, our soul tricked
So we stand still, desires evict
Plunging into the unknown void
Sea of calm, ego derelict
Essence of presence, by God buoyed
No longer by lower mind toyed
Imbibes by touch, the bliss current
Magic unfolds, cravings destroyed
Simply being, here now present
We become self-luminescent
Soul, spirit, body, act as one
Back in our native element
Then thus, no battles to be won
We transmute, coming all undone
There is no one here, oh lama
That that is, is light of the sun
05-December-2021
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For the Contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 38
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
August 29, 2023
Awakened by esperance-hush silence
My heart seeks refuge in the Lord’s presence
Enclosed around His compassionate nest
Savouring sweet scent of prayer incense.
In a hopeful way, yet graciously blest
My faith ascends toward revival zest
Reaching-out with serene triumphant shine
Quieting murmurs of trial and test.
Now plunging into depths of peace divine
My soul sees miracles’ sovereign design
Magnificent as they sublimely flash
To be shared, smiting syndrome, “only mine.”
Yon tranquility that ripples hope-splash
My spirit defies skepticism clash
To march midst optimism-prevalence
Jubilant while vanquishing doubt-filled trash.
3rd place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 38" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 9/3/2023
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Admonitions well-expressed in verses
maxim or adage that truly blesses
your wise counsels are valuable indeed
like Scripture proverbs my soul rehearses.
With your narratives of faith-propped fervour
along vibrant lesson-filled endeavour
your voice reverberating through poetry
shouts experiences with worthy savour.
Echoing your delightful victories
via testimonies and good stories
your lingering poetic legacy
lives on beyond nostalgic memories.
Thankful am I for your virtue-advice
reminding me of David-Psalms’ great price
precious in exalting name of the Lord*
midst communion in prayer-paradise.
*Deuteronomy 32:3 Because I will publish the name of the LORD: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
March 15, 2021
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Apr 12)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/12/2021.
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“Blessed be the LORD God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things.” Psalms 72:18 of the King James Bible
Wondrous prayer moments are God’s great gift
propelling my heart for triumphant lift
with welcoming peace of divine leisure…
toward task-fulfillment midst time so swift
Finding wondrous joy in simple pleasure
like my child’s mirth that money can’t measure
prospers me with wellness and health-delight…
bringing sweet cheers marked by caring treasure.
Staying jubilant is my wondrous plight
trusting the Lord against gloominess’ blight
conquering selfishness and rudeness-clout…
such is daily goal for spiritual might.
Worshipping with wondrous gratitude shout
my vibrant faith in Christ overcomes doubt
even when guilt attacks to create rift…
still I worship, vanquishing haughty pout.
2nd place, "W Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 8/15/2023
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Redeemed by God thru the blood of Saviour and Lord
We’re called to follow His great Word, the Spirit’s sword;
Led by the Holy Spirit away from evil…
We trust Him, growing in faith along mercy-ford!
Redeemed by God with His love, granted so freely
We’re privileged to experience His care daily;
Drawn to Him in fellowship of prayer altar…
We live for Him, rendering our best willingly!
Redeemed by God to shine with His light's righteousness
We’re justified, imputed with Christ’s holiness
Cleansed against gruesome sinful, filthy corruption…
We learn from Him, studying precepts' truthfulness!
Redeemed by God for His glory-honour’s delight
We’re transformed by His grace of great converting might
Guarded in His peace from temptations fatal blow...
We plead to Him, seeking His help for service-height!
*Luke 1:68 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel; for he hath visited and redeemed his people.
October 15, 2018
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Grateful to God for blessings' flow
My heart radiates praises glow
Exalting Him with worship zest
Joyfully vanquishing guilt-blow.
Thanking* the Lord with goodness' best
My soul abides in His love, blest
To trek on contentment terrain
Ascending toward service-crest.
Conquering grievous dearth-filled strain
My faith seeks for provisions rain
The Creator grants by grace might
To abound midst thanksgiving-reign.
Triumphant by Saviour's light
My spirit basks in grateful sprite
Reaching-out, sharing wondrous hope
Assured with love, peace, truth and right.
Fulfilling roles midst prayer slope
My life cleaves to gratitude rope
Around vibrant partnership bliss
Warm inside Christ's compassion scope.
*Ephesians 5:20 - Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.
June 1, 2022
1st place, "Rubaiyat" Interlocking Rubaiyat Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; Judged on 6/13/2022.
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In God’s presence* is great delight
that glows midst blissful prayer plight…
exposed to His abounding grace
my faith soars for ministry flight.
I run with patience through life’s race
anchored upon the Lord’s truth-brace
while yielded to His might, so blest
forward trekking at freedom pace.
To seek Christ’s smile despite harsh test
my heart remains in haven’s nest
settled safe midst love’s divine seal
smiting vain greed and selfish zest.
Propelled by Saviour’s kindness-deal
upward ascends my will with zeal
against trials’ painful demand
to serve, hearing His cheering peal.
I cling to the Almighty’s hand
in my journey for promised land
steadfast along praise-filled worship
to share His gift, sublimely grand.
*Psalm 100:2 Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
October 30, 2021
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1st place, "A STRAND (1051)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/14/2022.
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Propelling the will to strive soaring high
Midst inspiring words for celestial fly
Poetry springing from the depth of heart
Enlivens hope against worthlessness’ sigh.
Exposing realities of word-paint
Verily presenting truth without taint
Bringing enlightenment glow to the mind
Advocacy poems stir up with “Don’t faint.”
Creating vivid scenes for soul-delight
Indeed exuding bliss of love so bright
Uplifting poems hoist kindness to reach out
With friendship-warmth kindling fellowship light.
Midst liberty bursting out bounty-gain
Proclaiming serenely, “The Lord does reign”
Divinely exalting poems prop worship*
Beautifying life against woe and pain.
Along free verse or rhyme’s melodic flow
Driving toward spiritual go and grow
Gratitude poems expose faith in action
Praising God to radiate prayer glow.
*Psalm 95:6 O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker.”
November 29, 2022
4th place, "Poetry is a life-cherishing force" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 12/1/2022.
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God’s favour--- such is appreciation’s best
Indeed my heart’s desire*, making me blest
Earnest midst joy, filled with compassion’s glow
Marked by forgiveness of confessed guilt-pest.
The Lord’s approval conquers every woe
Since it presses me for my faith to grow
Cheering toward triumphant reaching-out
While sharing His love along peaceful flow.
Inspired to pursue ministerial route
With fellowship of appreciation-shout
Keeps me radiating a vibrant face
Vanquishing doubt, and overcoming pout.
With commendation I receive by grace
My soul exclaims thanksgiving in life’s race
Exhorting others to walk in the light
Marked by kindness upon compassion’s brace.
Cherishing victory in prayer-plight
My spirit praises the Saviour so right
For He has lifted me up from pain’s test…
Now, I express appreciation delight.
*Psalms 37:4 - Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.
March 20, 2023
2nd place, "Appreciation, Anger, Air, Angelic- Based Quotations" Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 3/27/2024
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Propelled to accomplish my heart’s desire
through God with His wisdom that does inspire
I thank Him for granting great fulfillment
enabling me to write till I retire.
As church resident poet, by Christ’s grace
called to publish* His wondrous perfect ways
testifying of His love’s opulence
I’m grateful for His truth-anchoring brace.
Yearning constantly for gracious milestone
my steps ascend toward achievement zone
while I trust the Lord, my sovereign Guide
leading me to higher ground where I’ve grown.
In my bucket list of prayer quests zest
there’s one already answered, and I’m blest
since poems are now posted on global site**
edifying fellows midst faith earnest.
With this privilege of stirring God’s gift
striving to offer others divine lift
my spirit basks in worship’s peaceful bliss
expressing freedom of soul midst praise drift.
*Deuteronomy 32:3 Because I will publish the name of the LORD: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
**Poetry Soup
November 20, 2020
1st place, "What Have You Kicked Off On Your Bucket List" Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 12/5/2020.
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“Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.” 1Timothy 1:17 of the King James Bible
Forever, the Lord reigns in His glory
Prevailing over pain midst victory
While offering eternal life so dear
Saving us from everlasting fury.
Forever, Christ assures His presence near
Drawing us nigh toward heavenly cheer
As trust He strengthens, smiting fear's worst crease
Meeting needs even beyond prayer sphere.
Forever, the Holy Spirit brings peace
Midst mercy and comfort that will not cease
Assuring believers His faithful light
Since divine Word propels faith to increase.
Forever, God’s light keeps on glowing bright
Never goes undimmed against sin-filled blight
Illumining with truth of wisdom state
For freedom to do what’s serenely right.
Forever, the Saviour’s love remains great
Granting blest forgiveness that conquers hate
Ready to shower grace with blest dowry
Enriching hearts for kindness-driven rate.
February 18, 2023
1st place, "Writing Challenge -F Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 2/20/2023.
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Tribute to Sam Kauffman
Jubilant!!! Indeed reigning with serenity
her earnest words exalt the Supreme Almighty
“Breathe of God” “Giving Godly Grace” surely proclaims
“Lord of the Morning” --- “Resurrection” verity.
Triumphant!!! Such expresses her hope so gracious
midst “Agape” showing “Joy of the Lord” --- precious
from “Eternal Emmanuel” “Our Bountiful God”
oh, “Amazing Grace Inspired” healing the anxious.
Radiant!!! Her poems shine along great Saviour’s glow
affirmed by “Redeeming Faith in God” of trust-flow
with her reliance to HIS “Eternal Embrace”
as “Prayer Warrior Blessings” she knows will follow.
Vibrant!!! That marks her sweet relationship with Christ
echoing “I Thank my God” since she’s well sufficed
filled by “Treasures of my Soul” she does testify
in her “Psalm* of Joy” lyrics, wholeheartedly priced.
Colossians 3:16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.
May 26, 2021
2nd place, "Title Wave" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux; judged on 6/28/2021.
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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-One
Meantime the Faithful gathered for prayer sans delusions
His Holiness excused himself for the usual ablutions --
The Commandant backtracked to an official car for pow-wow --
Lights dimmed as indoor lights were turned on for inspections
Starch stiff blue-black uniforms and sleek arms rallied round the mosque
Throttled roads with dark coaches and cars loomed rocambolesque
The sullen force trudged in from the east over Her matted tresses
Town and national route entrances choked with armour and lock
Within the hour as prayer murmur surged up to the dome
Polished cars of expensive make gathered as pious gnome
On sidewalks banks driveways all roadways had chockfull become
Till even the national route alongside to standstill succumb
His Holiness at the forefront of flock strode out in regalia
While all around the standing blocks rose faithful echolalia:
“Our Lord Master of Security bids us thus announce:
In the Name of the People: Habeas Corpus inter alia
“On Sha’ban 27, 1431 A. H. mentions
This writ one miscreant ‘Omar’ given to calculations…”
“STOP!” declaimed the Imam, “I have to proceed with chour!”
And thus turned on his heels to lead the congregations.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
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glass-like smooth of even's yawn
just I, myself, with one cob swan
trace cursive paths upon the lake
for we’re both OF the earth, not on
so sets the sun to blow a kiss -
in hushed glissades of feral bliss
cleaving surface - gentle wakes
o surely heaven’s much like this
swan and I, we share these eves
in feathered white tuxedo sleeves
he follows while I row the skiff -
my chaperon as daylight leaves
I think perhaps he's lonely, too
a-searching for a soul-mate who
shares his love of blushing skies
and parting mirrored lakes anew
the water's darkened interludes
reflect both images and moods
hopes we held of love this morn
are put to bed as day concludes
ere we meet when dusk is drawn
I’ll say a prayer that he'll be gone
that one of us shall find true love ...
for we’re both OF the earth, not on.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 9" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 3rd Place ~ the "Beauty Of Solitude" Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor.
~ Honorable Mention ~ in the "Your Choice (7), Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Six
Soon all the rooms at trysting hotel were for years booked through
By pilgrims from Mindanao and Minangkabau to Timbuktu
Saudi princes bought the hotels at Carrefour de Pompadour
Kings of Malaysia with retinues planned long séjours
Sea Anne-Anne’s “broken news” chartered all the sailing club’s boats
The Mayor sacked the Accounts Chief for failing to raise the rates
Sea Be-As put out feelers to buy the Pompiers de Paris
All-Cheese-Seas-Roar made a secret pact with the mosque’s prelates
All-Lions-Fun-Press opened offices at the Préfecture’s terrace
Bee-Bee-Sea late as usual wanted a Royal Palace
So they got the Queen to confer Lordship on the Président
Beings-Port set about organizing annual matches face to fa ce
Between Robo-Cops and the Darling Dears clad in chadors
On one condition: they all fought it out in the lake outdoors
Just then His Holiness with his yea-sayers strode out for air
When boom-voiced Commandant pounced on them with Robo-Cop jaws:
“Pray! Esteemed Prophet’s Emissary! Lend me thy sovereign ear!
Habeas corpus ad subjiciendum this writ makes clear
Miscreant Tent Maker’s son Omar doth s’installe à demeure… »
« STOP ! » ordained the Imam, « I must forthwith lead the dohr prayer !”
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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty
Trillion pin-pricks of the sticky mists surround the mosque’s turret
Shrouding the pallid angular slabs of the Faithfuls outlet:
Even the muzzled pit-bulls marshaled out in the cold winced.
At the sharp tweet of the Commandant’s whistle car-lights uplit
Like some otherworld Xanadu the mosque loomed ethereal
Floating on fizzing cloud mists in a sky turned surreal:
“Awake! And unbar the portals,” boomed the thick-chested Chief,
“Dawn’s disapproving face frowns down upon us in denial !”
Some penitent come for early fajr prayer called out in fear:
“Who art thou in armour-bound black hidden by helmet visor?
Is this some Garth Varda come to task? Or some Spielberg quest?
The cock summons not the day nor doves huddle in the clear.”
“We’ve come to serve a warrant for the arrest of a miscreant.
Go! Tell the Imam forthwith! Wake the Holy Incumbent!”
So hollered the Commune Chief’s barrel-chested Commandant.
“Grand Officier of the Légion d’honneur, pray be patient!”
Silhouetted against shiny walls stood the stout robot force
Not an arm stirred though eyes stayed peeled with ears to the boss
When into headlights strode the jellaba-draped Prophet’s servant:
“What heinous crime hath brought the Caliph’s wrath down upon US!”
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My Father Your Father Our Father-Prayer
My guardian and protector, from the evils of deception
I thrive in your presence, by learning from your correction
The past present and future, you are the connection
My life has purpose, when others see your reflection
I lift my hands, to the “Ancient of days.”
Allow me to walk, in the counsel of your ways.
Accept my offering, as I give you praise.
Let my tongue be honourable, in every phrase.
I have strayed from the path, that you gave
Without you, I’m destined for the grave
To my desires, I’ve been a slave
Transform my weakness, please make me brave.
I am unworthy, I know it is true
Nothing in this world, compares to you
Seeing through your eyes, the world is new
You are perfection, in all that you do.
Some seek to find you, through the words of the Koran
Others choose the Bible to learn of your plan
My understanding is finite for I am just a man
Help me to be humble, please reveal all you can
Fulfill my desire, exchange bitter for sweet
At the waters of baptism, we shall meet
My direction each step, please guide my feet
You give me breath, you make my heart beat.
It is another beautiful poem in collaboration with Dear Richard.
Thanks for his nice efforts in shaping this beautiful pray.
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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake : Part Thirty-Five
Chief of Staff commandeered the Lake Restaurant and Sailing Club
Setting up mass long-term cuisine facilities for Robo-Cop
Turned Swimming Pool amenities into canteen facilities
Took over the now vacant Lycée class-rooms as rest-room club
As someone said within ear-shot: “He has bouclé la boucle!”
Added Galapago Rani: “He sure runs a tight ship schedule!”
Chief Executive called him up: “I can come for seven hours.”
“Sir, best to stay put: Never know what’s between now and next poll!”
The drones and sound-barrier blasts of fighter plane practice runs
Have died down in the distant swan-song red-eyed horizons
And Maghreb prayer for the Faithful was drawing to a close
When the now less-than boom-voiced Commandant edged by entrances
Seeking to confront the Holy Mullah with the Writ’s purpose
Black-beaked Bernache geese stretched sleek clarinet necks to hoot opus:
The Lake’s sacred even-song anthem bidding one and all adieu
As the wintered Sun still majestic drew woollen curtain cloak close
CS ordered check-points to be set up at short intervals
In the Robo-Cop five-strong ring round the Mosque’s exit portals
Lest the “Miscreant Poet” sneak out in chador black by night:
Dainty Robo-Cops were rushed in to frisk chador-clad mortals!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Three
Is it true the sun dared cock its eye over the hillocks
Nor did it with affront sink into raging Atlantic docks
Such the glare of armoured headlights singeing the mist-crowned mosque
Though the assembled hosts ogled the Furies with hidden locks
The Faithful knelt with heads humbled down facing best the mihrab
Be it on sidewalks thoroughfares parking lots or slab
Calling out in strength: “Allah! Le Clément et Le Miséricordieux!”
Hundreds of thousands of hungry voices rose in one gift of gab
Faced down by Darling Dears Robo-Cops looked lively about them
When outstepped prayer-full worshippers in composed phlegm –
From out the Chief’s official car rushed the dazed Commandant:
“Tarry yet, Gentle Folk, bid His Holiness to our errand come!”
The Senior Mosque Administrator decked in robes and headgear
Spake out in measured tones grave and strict amid silence dear:
“The Prophet’s Servant hath just now gained his hard-earned quarters
Whence at this very hour breaks the fast with sacred bread pure!”
Bison Futé traffic reporters echoed “panic stations” in tears
Safe for one route leading from Pyrenées to tell-tale Poitiers
Retreat was no longer feasible: bylanes to broadways
Lay clogged with shiny metal and armour-plated zigzag gears.
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