Walking along truth’s narrow ride
with honesty and me allied
I found your lies uninspired
easy hate, only Satan required
How childish are your foolish lines
that in your heart true hate defines
You talk of a patriot you seem to know
but fail to grasp what makes it so
The gaping hole you call a mouth
spews forth hate from truthful drought
And as this poet’s words are read
you’ll find it true your soul is dead
You live a life in a truthless stream
with lack of verse or rhyming scheme
The hate-filled words that you wrote
proves you are wrong when you go vote
The Acharn
- Cecil Hill
- Retired military officer and wife. Taught at Assumption University of Thailand from 2002 -2007 and at Southwest Jiaotong University - Emei Branch 2007 -2010. Currently retired and living at home in Bangkok, Thailand. More formal education than common sense dictates. Career language and cultural enthusiasts. Combined knowledge of more languages than is practical. Both realized early on that material never out weighs spiritual. Pursuing the spiritual as a lifelong endeavor.
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