What a lovely place,
Sitting on the benches, front face.
The Cathedral of Santa Ana,
Jesus was nailed with a hammer.
Overwhelmed and friendly,
We all know devilish ways are the enemy.
Peace and solace came to my mind,
Mankind is stuck in a slavery bind.
Who can comprehend a megaton of thoughts?
My brain is not full of binary ones and noughts.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: June 27th, 2024 11:30
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Comments1
Haven't popped in for a while - seems you are out there, somewhere in the real world - good for you.
Back home now pal.
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