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Stanley Meyer -A Legend

Born an American on eighth month
Stanley Allen Meyer, a man worth, 
Designed technology of water fuel cell
Machines which as the perpetual motion.

Thing that retrofitted in automobile
Water as fuel instead of gasoline, 
Cell which splits water's element
Hydrogen and oxygen purportedly. 

Mixture of gases with specified ratios
Result of reaction came Hydrogen gas
Burnt to seperate water molecules, 
Violating the laws of Thermodynamics. 

Thus, his perpetual motion works, 
The term known, Electrolytic cells. 
Electricity, a chemical redox reaction
Which got patent in Nineteen-ninety. 

Use of "Water fuel cell assembly"
Portrays fuel cell wall capacitor
Single unit producing fuel gas, 
That's the method of his invention. 

Ohio TV station turned the destiny
His invention termed as fraudulent
Two investors brought out dealerships
Came as witness for "lame excuse".

Claimed of using Electrolysis 
Committed fraud, "gross and egregious"
Dollor of twent-five thousand, 
Repay them quick, court ordered. 

With Belgian investors at restaurant
"They poisonef me" He shouted. 
Ran out, gained his death
It's over of a cerebral aneurysm. 

An hour of death came to both
Meyer with his invention's death, 
No other restriction, no royalty, 
His work incorporated long ago. 

The car that ran on water
Sank on it's master death
A legend's history people unaware, 
Invention which had Meyer's depth.

Copyright © Priya Dharshini | Year Posted 2022



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A Pregnant Lady On My Way

Behold that Lady "Stomach-full"
Hands supporting her waist still, 
Behold the pride in her face
Beyond the pain she face. 

She thinks of her womb-baby
Gently rubbing her round belly, 
Maybe a sweet-charming princess
Perhaps a courageous-naughty prince. 

Feeling enthusiastic whenever
Little boxer punches her.. 
The slow-moving ten months, 
The arrival of bliss in her arms.

Copyright © Priya Dharshini | Year Posted 2022


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