There is no one thoroughly despicable. We cannot descend much lower than an idiot; and an idiot has some advantages over a wise man.
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TORMENT
The sky is robed in gray and blue
Her brow creased with lines of worry
With tremulous lips she is poised on the brink
Caught betwixt two showers
The grasses dance to music
Their steps dictated by the airy piper
Faces are cast in supplication
Yet feet tread beaten paths
A swarm of bees
Swoop down for the nectar of Hibiscus
In defiance of Poseidon
They gather for the feast
Aqua's demesne is stirred to battle
Poseidon roars in fury
Borne on the wings of the wind
He holds counsel with his sister the sky
Tremulous lips now snarl in fury
Shifting clouds break into a run at her beckoning
She lets down the drawbridge of the flood
Pounding the earth with her fury
Offending swarm, obstinate feet
They now cower in the shadows
They are enwombed in the earth
But Selah O wretched traveler
One in search of Delphos
He is caught in the torrent
His bowed head reels to the blows of a hundred hammers
He is teased by a mischievous sprite
Ariel stings his face with wasps
With a windy whip
He lashes his eyes with biting spray
His soul cries out in his torment
Like a drooping petal in the sun's fury
He withers into himself
He is crushed in the embrace of the iron maiden
She forces her unrequited love on him
Raking his lips with her poisoned kisses
At last he concedes the race to shadows
Sinking into the chasm of night
Her cup of bile is now spent
Its last bitter dregs drained by unwilling lips
The water people cease their tossing and heaving
Freed from the bonds of their troubled sleep
They awaken with a an ebbing sigh
To showers of warmth and light
Laughter rumbles in the hills
The meadows are wreathed in smiles
Earth is thrilled by the caress of her golden lord
Her lips curving in a bow of welcome
Her rival the sky rest, her fury sated
While Poseidon sinks into the turquoise depths
Taking with him his fiery tidings
Deep, deep, into the green world
A traveler's yoke is lightened
Selah wakes to the songs of a Nightingale
Though stabs of agony remind him of worship
His spirit is reassured by a vision
For over the place where two rivals meet
He beholds the grooves of Delphi.
LOOKING IN THE MIRROR
Looking in the mirror
I see myself
I see the outward manifestation of my inward self
I use it as a yardstick
To measure the rights and wrongs of my earthly mien
Sometimes it seems to me
that my mirror has a life of its own
Taking on personality
As it reflects the truth about my physical appearance
I think
That like men throughout the ages
I will journey through life
Looking in the mirror my companion
To know the truth about my appearance.
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Ebe-Yenyi!
Back into the water you go fish! Stop trying to steal my bait, rotten thieving fish!
You really are not my type you know? You stink of rottenness and idiotsy!
A dumb-*** self hating immigrant I just might be able to live with. But I really don't want your stinking scaly and fleshless exoskeleton on dinner plate.
Whonwu!
E'tb!
Oji ya naa-afie crachi dia-Yanyi ma?
Whoche nia-Yanyi ree' ele lokpo!
Yewu!
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E'tb!
Ebe-Yenyi!
Back into the water you go fish! Stop trying to steal my bait, rotten thieving fish!
You really are not my type you know? You stink of rottenness and idiotsy!
A dumb-*** self hating immigrant I just might be able to live with. But I really don't want your stinking scaly and fleshless exoskeleton on my dinner plate.
Whonwu!
E'tb!
Oji ya naa-afie crachi dia-Yanyi ma?
Whoche nia-Yanyi ree' ele lokpo!
Yewu!
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