He talks like a parrot, very eloquent and pleasing to
the ears like the sound of a flute but very deceiving like the weather and a
package of lies.
His words are twisting and brainy like playing chess,
optimistic and convincing like the future.
Just like a dog, he throws up and licks it. Look at him
and analyse his promises, as dry and empty as an abandoned dessert.
He smells your vulnerability, bites and sucks it like a
vampire leaving you to die. Interestingly he ambitiously tricks you to deport
your family.
Just like a lizard excretes black and white feces,
consider him as the magic man: everything he gives has a price.
Either he is church mouse or pretends to be one, do not
be fooled, he is an opportunist just like a cat very envious but he forgets a
decorated pig is always a pig.
He walks very innocent and Christian-like. My dearie
find some water to wash your face and remove the dust from your eyes. He is a
crocodile in a sheep garments.
Think of him as a chocolate, very seductive but the
taste is as bad and worse as manure, only the soil might need such a fellow.
He is heartless as the giraffe; his cruelty can make a
dumb lion roar.
He punishes his victims with the sleeping curse like a
tsetse fly, drags you to bed and sexually abuses you whether you are menstruating,
ovulating or in your free period.
Does he have a conscience? I wonder if he sleeps at
night, what a despicable and lonely person
Wish you could see him, as white as wool. The public
adores him as purity, who will believe your worst experience with him anyway.
Just as a leopard cannot change its spots, he will
always be a monster and a werewolf.
You must be an ant with eagle claws and very patient
like the vulture.
Probably wait for any man called Arthur just like my
Dad.
Poem by :Arthur Portia
Posts
great piece PORTIA
ReplyDelete