Saturday, 26 September 2015

Devil Child

A shadow of a fox, sly though he
contaminated by his smug triviality
devious to the chore and willful
to the soul he be

Merciless killing, slaughter of the lamb
abundantly clear yet hidden beneath
decieving through his unimbiguousness
hell to you or thee

The mind of Oxford where the rich boy doth play,
true to nature inconceivable sway
inequality for the helpless
a soothsayer way

Oh foolish nation opened the mind
to the cruelest mean of potent unkind
hell be damned a place to be
Sordid, wicked, irrationality
kindness, a revolutionary way 
the struggle onwards will see


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