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Mar 2020
I don't live my life in the fantasies of psychos

Emotional Intelligence is never a preserve of crazed minds

expectedly sickos and ignoramuses gallivant in malignant fixations

in corrupted toxic malaise beasts heave and puff to tear sanity apart

racists scums vigilante lowlifes. illiterates in blinded furies and envy

unite in contemptible cohorts heralding the chaos of their
depravities

sound mind in honor and integrity sail by in emotional intelligence

differing to sewer rats, cowards and loonies the smallness they are

there see the under-endowed posing and posturing in lameness

read the semi-illiterates versing prose nonsensical and foul

watch faceless cowards grandstanding low-scale heroes

unwashed adequateness calling Channel a stink

the gutter packs revolting in revolt asunder

gutless bullies in hidden cages snarling

frothing bile in insignificant messes

the deluded in usual epic fail

renta-mob the no-marks ball

sorry intelligence is not for all

thank Heaven they know nowt

about aspiration and Emotional Intelligence

Thank God for the mind that surpasses their understanding
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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