Dr. Osman's arts and painting on Polygamy inspired me to write this poem. Dr. Osman is a healer, physician and a painter who happily lives in the US together with his family and friends
He is a polygamist
A monster of sex
A master of mistreatment
A thief and a cruel pilferer
A rustler of women chastity
A poacher in the garden of beauty
By virtue of his money
Or government position
He exploits honest hearts
Marries only to divorce
Divorces only to marry
He is a polygamist
Relieves his pain
By hurting women
Finds pure joy
From his joyless acts
He is a polygamist
On his sharp tongue
He carries some honey
But down in his heart
He has gallons of gall
Don't fall on his trap
He spreads out a web of lust
He is a polygamist
To his little sullied mind
Women are objects of sex
Just objects of pleasure
Please get rid of this sadist
Well-done and well-said Abdi! Any man who takes a woman's genuine love for granted and then toss it away is a big fool.
I agree with Victor's comment, at the end the foolish man is going to be all alone and no one would love him.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on August 29, 2006
Alas poor fool, he will in the final analysis find no one loves him since in his heart there is no love. Well done Abdi-Noor for showing us what he really is. Victor
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Susan
I, too, concur with Victor; he wants love but can't even love himself; so he searches in vain in other places...well done!
(((HUGS))), love and prayer, Karla.
I agree with Victor's comment, at the end the foolish man is going to be all alone and no one would love him.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
But down in his heart
He has gallons of gall
Sounds like a very nasty character, Abdi-Noor.