To A Man Who Called Himself A Philosopher
E = (M. C.) 2

Is that's what you came for
to this country
to eradicate your compatriot
with the unspeakable
rage?
Is that's what you came for
to this country
to spread
vicious, speculative, libellous
gossips
to parade in glory
in front of your young feeble feckless fanatics
following your example
of an immoral man?
You should be ashamed
of your big mouth's words
laying in the sewers’ swampy slumps
for the people like you
looking to be the lowest part of this
upturned world.
Now you have to ask yourself:
Was it worth it?
Are you proud of your conduct?
Are you at least ashamed?
I'm abashed instead of you
for being merely a man
a rat, a scoundrel, a spyglass
of my innocent personal acts.
You didn’t know where the fine line was
between the right and wrong,
but I believe you’re going to find out
in front of someone much bigger than you,
where will be no mercy and I know
that is a justice in this world
and I’m clean next to your vile schemes
causing embarrassment only to you.
Fuck you!
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2 June 2021
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...


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