Sunday, April 17, 2011

The Masterpiece Of His Life



























His life, a nightmare of delusions

Echoing a dhimmi full of liberal dreams

Strung together by his own confusions

Wistfully hoping the success of his schemes


Hate so ugly and daunting

Wrapped tight in his cocoon of serenity

The truth in eloquence forever taunting

Destroying a world he thinks is reality


Everyday, a nightmare of false conclusions

Foolishness beyond the pale of infinite gray

Believing again in his nightmare of delusions

Thinking only words of hate he wants to say


Rejection by the voters in November

Burned anguished teardrops into his face

Stinging as he tries hard to remember

Wondering what insanity his reality will replace


He prays the transformation will be depleted

Embracing all the lies of a nightmare dream

A rendezvous with insanity soon completed

Filling his soul with hate like a roaring stream


Will he awaken from his liberal tribulations

To see the lies and evil he alone has spread?

Maybe in the future liberal generations

The seed of infertility will be in every liberal bed


His liberal life, a nightmare of delusions

Created in arrogant hate of liberal strife

Embellished with the anvil of false conclusions

Insanity becomes the masterpiece of his life

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