Caricom

                  LEFT OVER

 

GIVE ME CRUMBS AND BITS WHILE I PUT MYSELF HOOKED, IN-DEBT

FOR THE LAW TO ARISE, COME RESCUE ME, FULFILL ME –I RELY ON

 JUSTICE AND JOB, I’M DONE BRAVE ENOUGH, ACCUSTOM,  

 MY BETTER TIMES AHEAD IN PRESTINE OF LIGHT, THE SHOWER

 I ABSORVE – I GIVE CHANCE, CONTROLE MY MIND - MY PRIDE RISES

 ABOVE THE RHYMING OF THE FITTEST OF AGELESS BULL

FROM DARING POLITICIANS, THE DEPUTIES INTRUDANCE

AND DIALOGUEING BANKERS –SOLEMELY COVERINGS

IN ETNIQUES ARMORY, HIGHEST ESTATE ELEGANCY

 OF LAND-DISPUTE WITH TRICKERY AND BLOOD-DIPLOMACY,

ON ETNICS WARRIORS COME DIGGING GOLD ON MY FLOOR –

GETTING LANES, BEACHES AND BEST OF KORSOW, SOLD!  WHILE

I’M IN MISERY, SAME OLD STUPIDITY, FOLKS DUMP ME

WHILE I SEEK DIGNITY, UN –LIKE FOREPLAYS BISHOPS-STYLE

PASTORY WITH RUNNING TEARS GRANTINGLY,

SENTIMENTAL CRYING OVER SHOULDERS,

 AN ACT OF PROMISE SELLING SENSIBLE AMBUSH,

               AMBITIOUSLY WITH THEIR SLUGGISH AMBIGUITY

               OF PRAYERS GONE SCANDALOUSLY UNDER CHURCH-BENCHED,

               BANNED AND SEALED, UNPOTENCY- OMNI, NOT UTTERING

               A WORD AS FRAGIC AS IS TO DISCOVER.  MY EARS ARE BRAVE,

               MY GRAND-MOTHER ONCE, ‘REPEND THEY MUST’ SAID THIS.

 

 

GIVE ME A DIME TO CLOSE MY EYES, MY EARS, MY MOUTH, WON’T PRESS

A  CHARGE, MY SOUR DOUGH AND MILK I’LL SAVOR INSTEAD OR DEAD

OVER A FRESH LOAF I WOULDN’T ACT BUT ARISE.  BLESSED BE MY LIVER

NON- SUCKED OVER DEXTROSE, NON- STRESSED LIKE MOCKING BEE

ON A CANDY-WOMAN, HER CHASER’S FEE TO KEEP UPDATED

 HER DYNASTY; SUFFOCATE HER KNEES UP AND FRO SHE GOES.

STEEP GOING UP, CONTROLLING, GALLOPING LIKE A GOOSE IN SPEED,

FREIGHT AND WEIGHT, HER CHEEKS SWEET BUTTERED LIKE RED PLAYING CHAMP3828539502?profile=original

TURNS MASCULINE ON FOOLS, IGNORE POSSIBLE LAW BUT LUCK

OVER SHADOWS HER DEAD BONES, A CHILD LIKE ME THAT CRUMBLED

 OUTREACHES NOW FOR HELP, HER KNEES NOT FIT. WHEN PITCHES OF LAUGHS

STRIKE THREE, HOOVERING OVER ISLANDS- NARRATIVITY,

HER NAÏVITY, A LITTLE PIGGY TO WEAK WILL RARELY FIT

 IN THE STREAM OR REACT IN THE COMING OF FACE- LIFT

AND GLORY, THE RADIANCE OF PARDON, THE TURN TO SINCERITY.

 

September 2012 - Asyla ten Holt -  all rights reserved.

You can absorb this healing-energy with your own belief: I’ll remember Curacao.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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