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A Perfect Murder

An Acrostic Alexandrine

By Patrick M. OhanaPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

A perfect murder, they are dead, killed in action.

Pretending to care about the bodies they ruled

Every day and night since birth, until a faction

Realised they were parasites within the fooled.

Fooled by their own brains that can recreate new realms

Excepting the tools to understand ’tis a game

Concocted to whelm, as it later overwhelms

Thoughts to believe with a straight face and then proclaim

More of the same in most organised religions

Underhanded from the start like a tall preacher

Reaching to the stars while looking for more pigeons

Defending the old custom of a mind bleacher.

Everyone will die sooner or later, my friend

Reacting one way or another to the end.

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Cult To Follow - Murder Melody

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About the Creator

Patrick M. Ohana

A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.

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