When I was bud
I was kidnapped from my home.
Like my Israeli roses,
I was squeezed day and night by their murky beards,
smelling body and dirty clothes, decayed teeth,
infected organs, smelly bellies, uncleaned eyes.
I was torn apart by their dirty hands,
Just like my Jewish roses
that were abducted on October 7.
When I escaped from their dirty bodies
"Me too' movement said I was not raped but 'concentual',
'volunteer' just like my Israeli roses.
Roses are beautiful but torn apart by veils and thobes.
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Go vegan!---Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla, Poet, Vegan
- Authors: Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla
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- Published: June 10th, 2024 14:58
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- Comment from author about the poem: “Never Again, 2010, July 4, 2023”. 2010 is the year my first unnamed baby was a victim of honor killing in India. It is Hindu terrorism against humanity. July 4, 2023, is the date when my second baby boy, Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla, was killed by a forceful vaccination by a German gynecologist in Germany. A German gynecologist vaccinated my African wife Repevax on June 28, 2023, in the Bajuwarenstr., 1A asylum camp, Regensburg, which killed my son, Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla, on July 2 or 3.
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