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The Arsonist

The Arsonist watched the town hall amid a gathering from the other side of the road. With the space packed to the brim, policemen stood at the entrance of the locked hall, as a deterrence. The crowd was peaceful but loud, and although the presence of the police had influenced peace, the Arsonist considered it unnecessary to beef up the security. The community chairman emerged from the town hall,…

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Untitled Poem

Check out the new poetry I penned which touched on several topics on addictions, wokeness and life.

Afar, the high danglesI run up the slippery rockwatched my life tangleinto the hangman’s knot Every man gambleson each, with all that he’s worthhis life on a game of Scrabblewhere numbers lean on his word The priestess worshipsin the hotbed of menand as the soil toughensshe raises the cub as a hen The river pushes to landbrothers who were once lostleaving writs on the sandeach trader bears his…

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The Town's A Little Girl

The town’s a little girlRotten to her coreHawking her secretsTo the publicI see her, everydayFiddling with the miscreantsRubbing the wrinkled nosesOf sensible people in mudFor what can they do?They stare, beatenBy her sheer arrogancePummeled to cowardiceThe stench of the rotHits my nostrilsLike a giant’s fistI tumble in shockThe town’s a little girlGrown men lick their lipsWhistling in endearing…