Left it purposely and wisely in a deceptive state of disrepair to those to sit in their own excrement on the cracked porcelain and leaking betrayal of rotteness...because I want you to know...the "Grand Experiment" of religious cult manipulation and brainwashing...dirty stench intention to catch it in a public sewer trap...validated...
Poet, you are good!My poems may sometimes belong
in the commode,but you actually wrote about one
with creativity!;-)
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on June 24, 2004
Well looks like the smell finally defeated you. I can see it was finally time to take action. This is somewhere we have all been isn't it. Good write. Bill
Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
Reviewed on June 23, 2004
i dig this!
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on June 20, 2004
Being a semi-retired General Contractor, I can relate to this flowing poetry, Poet…lol!!! I enjoyed the read, but, not the stench…lol!!! Man the bucket brigade…lol!!!
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
Sage
in the commode,but you actually wrote about one
with creativity!;-)
Never rest Your pen, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU