IMPETIGO

Ma Rum, enchanted Castle from the tallest tower to the deepest dungeon.

An Angel flies above,

the amalgamation of varnished tunes,

flickering colours, moods,

Shade thoughts and losts,

blind in the workshopdeaf at the show...alive and well in my dwell

The machinery rum steams out

under the gates

heat releases hate

feeds from cannons' RAPE.

Within the Gloom, where glee blows up in Bloom. I feel my rum, pump out draining the grimy ink onto the flawless canvass wall.

we do Artful Politics, we make heartful policies

with the daily pull of your coffee,

feel the latent beating within

thick smogey crowning your heart

shall not impede from sun beans

IMPETIGO floods my provinces

Rural prairies chained to Easternry Hills

but here at the crown of the world

I see layers of clouds below,

and the martial Law you spread its wordy roar!