We are not alone 2
Heard it on the grapevine: three friends talk PNG politics

The problem one


An entry in the 2015 Rivers Award
for Writing on Peace & Harmony

Shift the blame
that’s his game.

Parents sit back and cheer 
that’s their son.

Was he told to be this way?
maybe, perhaps,
an excuse for noble pride.

Defender of himself
Bringer of distress.

Destroyer of peace,
waking dark castigation.

A rancid stench of ill-discipline
forgiveness his kryptonite.

The word sorry he can’t utter
shame on his behalf,
rodents dance as he lives
among the pests and thieves of dignity.

Lame and unjust thoughts linger in his fingertips,
like acid he burns the soft hearts.

He’s the devil’s might in reincarnation,
the nation knows his damnation 
pure evil like dark pitch black night.


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