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THE SEPARATION

THE SEPARATION   Security threat virus, said to mutate Like a wizard, by no means, touched An icon of skull and bones emerged Pirates ran amok on a stealing spree   Thirty two executive files in counting Alarm rang on what fraudsters can do Call alerts made to shield the debit card Save the Account, do something quick   A deadly infection has been brought in Suspicion rose to the man of the house Don’t ever touch my notebook again Laptop, like patient, went to IT doctor   Fake virus, a selling tool, the doctor said To lure you to buy their anti virus ware But the man, not the kids, was badly hurt As a password locked him out of the way   In symbolic rhythm, the laptop reflected By sign, the separation of a unity state That spanned more than two cycles with hope Constructive severance, the main motive   Phony blame wooed by wiles of false alarm

With no apologies for the seeming willful error

Did the trick, for to err is common and human

Especially when you are in your own territory

 

It is not only stealing that brings you shame

Insults and disrespect can also rub you shits

Pride wears a gown for the poor and the weak

A family, the home, since separated, took a toll

 

Forget not the early days of little beginning

The love and peace you said we both created

Endearment that stuck in your spouse’s gullet

When your heart was full of love for him   Lest, hard work and money let you down

For the wind of fortune rotates in cyclical rings

And the man will also come to material might

Those volatile jobs, not his fault, a lesson of life





— t. reflexion, Jan 07, 2010

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Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript , It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics

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weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 4 months ago

time to write some different poems, my friend.

I know how important what you write is, but is it not also important to be read? It is starting to feel like a series of lectures. I keep finding your poems at the end of the lonely poem list. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

16 years 4 months ago

It is time to change...

Yes, I agree with you. I need to change, but I also need suggestions. I feel the need to explore other kinds. A little hint and research on my path can modify my poems. Do you suggest I yank this very poem off the screen? In any case, thoan you for your frank comments and encouragement. Best wishes. T.
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 4 months ago

don't yank anything!

as to content, what else do you feel passionate about? I get inspiration from the strangest places; reading science books, moments in the street, odd memories popping up for no apparent reason, seeing an ordinary object as if for the first time... Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible