The man stood there, in front of the public
Composed, intellectually upright and all over normal
Just like any other mortal being.
With little human knowledge a glimpse into the public life, sums all as perfect.
Behind the façade of grace and politeness
Lies assuredly, a dark vault of misplaced orientation
That only the orifice can lay bare
Where abominable words in the name of fighting for ‘our rights’ surface
The rights of the ungodly descendants from Gomorrah-
who respect not the simple rule of the opposites.
A cursed dimness and a fiery judgement hangs over the adrift path of this.
2nd March, 2007