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Photophopians Recoil

   PHOTOPHOBIANS RECOIL...

  the deal is sealed
 and the season
 ceases to be
 too far from fair
for the foul lair
of Master Bull-
frog frowns open 
to reveal rats
who race to ruin
like muddled moles
who prance on polls
they dread to dote
on for fear of
Scale they scorn to 
mount because of 
loss of weight in 
the people's call 
caught in its Flame
which clings like curse
to People's Cause 
that now is fought
in new vision
of born-again
state or nation
to prick puppet 
to strip stooges 
who seek to see
our local apes
or country crooks
like puff-adders
kill kith and kin
before 10/11
clads in garb of
9/11
Uncle Sam dreads 
to hear just like 
frogs and state-toads
with drear delight
cringe when they hear
"LET THERE BE LIGHT!"
which will expose 
photophobians
caught in cruel caves
whence they recoil....

Copyright © Pa Ngalah | Year Posted 2013

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  1. Date: 2/7/2016 1:17:00 PM

    love the poem
  1. Date: 11/15/2015 10:51:00 PM

    Pa N.,, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**

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