Babylom

by

Adel Laouchem

raising shy sun

a new day,

a new yowling for an early morning’s prayer.

Babylon,

Babylon,

have you seen my head?

"Fellow the red-hot drops" whispered Babylon.

"then, turn right

where doors are always shut to invaders.

Invade,

like that oily barbarian who has only freedom a heavy armoured Democracy to all.

Liberty a flying steels all over the holly city of gloom.

Fellow the red-hot drops", whispered Babylon.

"at your left,

a forgotten holly words,

writing book,

there, in the floor...at your right,

read in the name of God who created empty seashells,

read from God's Thanksgiving’s sorrow to all.

A hasty Barbarian,

holly warrior,

hired handy swords baying hot and red drops,

fleeing a billion dollars a day,

Fellow, that Mass Distraction agonys'

at the end of this madness's exhibition,

was your head" whispered Babylon.

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