35 years in our tank of doom
\nIn what has become her lifeless tomb
\nPlucked out of the ocean
\nWhere life began
\nIn a malevolent conscienceless
\nEvil plan<\/p>\n
It was never prudent
\nOur sinfulness ranks
\nOur wickedness brought up
\nSo many blanks
\nCritically endangered
\nTo think, that we
\nCreated a hell Broth
\nof illegality<\/p>\n
Shameful we were
\nOur unpardonable wrong
\nAnd so unrepentant
\nHopeless all along
\nAnd what seems an atonement
\nBlood money in fact
\nIs more purgatory
\nHow can she react
\nIt seems apologetic
\nAnd conciliatory
\nBut it’s really punitive
\nIf you ask me<\/p>\n
We shut out her sunlight
\nA criminous act
\nOur illicit behaviour
\nA matter of fact
\nThe great record keeper
\nHumanities guide
\nAn incorruptibility
\nAnd playful side<\/p>\n
Really our unworthiness
\nOur true disdain
\nWe underrated
\ndear Lolita’s pain
\nWe humiliated
\nHer
\nJust couldn’t see
\nWere so cavalier
\nUn flatteringly<\/p>\n
And now 35 years on
\nTry to extricate
\nOurselves from the menacing
\nAnd propagate
\nHope and a feeling
\nA heedfulness where
\nLolita may second guess
\nWhether it’s fair<\/p>\n
The staleness, the drabness
\nThe banality
\nThe tedious, the colourless
\nWhy has it to be
\nSo irksome the great repetition
\nAnd strife
\nThe treadmill existence
\nOf profit for life<\/p>\n
Just remorse and regret
\nA deplorable state
\nAs the years have passed by
\nAt an alarming rate
\nA sort of melancholia
\nAn earnestness too
\nDefeated and despondent
\nWith so little to do<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
35 years in our tank of doom In what has become her lifeless tomb Plucked out of the ocean Where life began In a malevolent conscienceless Evil plan It was never prudent Our sinfulness ranks Our wickedness brought up So … Continue reading