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The man has twin tongues But antipodes to one another He has also the confidence of a faith At a knock of a door, That penetrates people�s vulnerability, Due to lack of perceived identity, And in God�s eye visibility Proselytisation hence becomes a possibilities. With the two Arsenal under his oxter The man has utter contempt, utter When the twin tongues are deployed To disarm his victims and destroyed. One tongue champions progress That of his predecessors, Only for a self services purpose, While the other tongue rebukes Efforts thus far attempted, To convince and kowtow his other audience. Unfortunate that it may, The man could be, Mythomaniac zombie, Suffering from mental break, But what is baffling to reckon That he goes on unchecked, When repeated blatant lies, From his twin tongues flies, They go on board a train, Crisscrossing the planes Off into the unsuspecting brains, Thereof metastasized as facts For ever to remain. Tragic as it may be, For such a person, what acridity Can be expected from silent majority That gravely felt lose of opportunities Extracted from oppressed minorities. Perhaps one day, it is hoped, Things might go to the past At the 11th hours of the dusk The glory and fame they once shared to bask.
Tadis Agregay 1-28-19
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