Since the blessing of bride-wealth
and coming of things to come
this man has known his mouth
after the arrangement of amalgamation,
hurray, has gone the chief –rate.
At the age of equality,
his spunk has spoken the same thing
and piss we all culture, wine and bread.
He was there, filled with health,
love was everywhere.
But since, six and six, the thief
become innocent and gentility gormless.
Brains beaten.
Crick, crack, crack, crick every now
and then, policy only is perfect
movement only is millipede
only is our snowball and napoleon when they nurse babies,
so the dogs are null in eyesore.
And to every thing while
are white as they are
to everything black is gone
Six pieces of silver.
Ebi Robert
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/six-pieces-of-silver/
