It's the last summer day

september  wears a comedy mask

mainstream lying  ,rainmaker 

master president promises us a funny war 

class justice thugs, hands out acid drop .

Fear roams on the subway 

rats focused on their  social  task 

unfortunate teller , soul's bouncer 

prime minister puts pink on the nightmare

  smoky knight  riffle at the slope...

The hour of fool  has come !

My arsonist friend in the game 

gentle dynamiter set fire to the temple !

Poet ! let's open the holly book of terror !

First april ,skeleton trees full blossom

cadavers nakedness  without shame 

no host at the holly  table ...

  Only a stain of horror...


  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 30th, 2024 11:27
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry and subscribe to My Poetic Side ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors Weekly news


  • Ellen Marsell

    You have created a wonderful rhythmic and sound harmony in the writing by using internal rhymes. I love it.

    • Lorenz

      A rather eccentric versification !

    • 2781

      Bad trip?

      • Lorenz

        A touch of humor !

      To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.