Short Story And All There Is, especially God's Bliss Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Short Story And All There Is, especially God's Bliss



Short Story And All There Is,
Especially God's Bliss

Through this Short story,
I tell you this earliest morn
never be torn
like me all morn
mourned
about the deads

the Russian madman killed
myriads innocent citizens
war in Ukraine
the greatest war is in his heart
the greatest lie is in his head
indeed he is very very mad

he is never smart
otherwise, war will not be in his heart

Quo Vadis? (=whereto)

Whereto will this lead?
you cannot eat
too much, dear madman
eating innocent citizens
is very prohibited
dear madman, you know it!

This is the biggest s--t
but I wrote it!

with sincere love
from the Dutch Poetess
it's her zest

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Short Story And All There Is, 
especially God's Bliss
Tuesday, April 5, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: Poetess
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Sylvia Frances Chan

Sylvia Frances Chan

Jakarta, Indonesia
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