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Feb 2019
Unique beyond parallel
A charisma that shines from an ageless face that glows
Smart, centred, intelligent, charming and deeply wise
accomplished in so many ways, as balanced as a scale
well equipped, he makes love like Casanova incarnate
a gifted brave, courageous specimen of a Man....

Atlas, it's something unique in our city
that those that excel and stand out in eminence and talent
are hated, resented, loath and tarred with boiling passion
the lessers become unbearably crazed with envy and jealousy
every sterling qualities galls in their mediocre minds and eyes
In wretched frenzies they plot and vie to cut, damage and destroy

A light shines too bright amongst darkened recessive hearts  
arrogant, pompous, supercilious, condescending they yell fevered
that's their malignant interpretation of goodness coated in malice
'thinks they are better than us, think they are superior and above'
the mindless becomes blinded by irrational hate, ignorance rules
releasing inherent self loathing, insecurities, inadequacies and pain

The crazed begin their Mad war to destroy talents and gifts
they spread malicious rumours, stinking untruths, vile vilifications
in sad cahoots, they lie, coercs, jajole, even bribe others to join in
launch a campaign of sick bullying, harassment and intimidation
Our psychotics fashion a barrage of mental assaults per their fears
A gifted talent in the crosshair of hell fire never started or courted

Thousands of gifted young souls have been driven to suicide
hundreds glowing talents diminished and curtailed by this evil
promising lives ruined and burnt because lesser minds oppose
these sadists propagate that democracy means we are all equal
so anyone that stands out per excellence becomes a hated target
a target of the dullards, the emotional stinted and the psychotics

Burke once said: “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men should do nothing.”
What are we passing down to the young, what are we doing

Let not any one pacify his conscience by the delusion that he can do no harm if he takes no part, and forms no opinion. Bad men need nothing more to compass their ends, than that good men should look on and do nothing.

It could be YOU one day
Same could happen to your brother or sister or some loved one
How would you feel.
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
95
   Fawn
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