Alexandrian Sonnet 12 Poem by Alexandrian Ink

Alexandrian Sonnet 12



Atomic bomb is a deadly disastrous weapon,
Fire is a consumer, merciless agent of consumption,
Thieves pity not wheresoever they act upon;
Of all these, human tongue does more in proportion.
Thus, a friendly vulture once said to those who could see,
'I eat' says he 'every other of human part,
But the tongue dreads me yond what dread could be,
For human tongue is perilous beyond my diabolic heart.'
Then when is see the talking machine in most women,
I do so well see the death of their quiet husbands.
Moreover, when they clash with their fellow women,
You'll know that noise pollution is above what science understands.
Wherefore, seeing the way men die and what women do
My thought persuades me; 'what burns more than fire kill them so.'

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