Abdul Milazi
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Poem "The Naked Truth":
- written September 2007
- published January 10, 2009
- viewed 116 times
Other poems by Abdul Milazi:
»City of God«
»Eclipse the Soul«
»Expressions«
»Footprints Of Sorrow«
»Hail Mary«
»Johannesburg«
»Jozi My Girl«
»Life of a Gun«
»Man on the Moon«
»Midnight Dreaming«
»Miracle of Silence«
»Naked«
»Pause«
»Still Born«
»Stolen Kiss«
»The Dream (Days of Dreaming)«
»The Flame«
»The Love Game«
»The Poet«
»To a Glass of Whisky«
»Woman (Celebrate her)«
»Word Sex«
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Poem "The Naked Truth":
- written September 2007
- published January 10, 2009
- viewed 116 times
Other poems by Abdul Milazi:
»The Naked Truth«
by Abdul Milazi
We stand naked before the truth
yet we are blind to the naked truth
it seems we are all at sea
as it reveals naked parts we don't want to see
we struggle to swim against the currents of our acquired ignorance
while leaders swagger clothed in brand new designer arrogance
our police break bread with criminals
while ministers feed on our taxes like vultures
it's a feeding frenzy
and everybody has gone crazy
where are the voices of reason
to expose this treason?
Cuban cigars burn slowly into the night
as morals of the youth burn faster than a candle in the wind
G-strings fall with no strings attached
and babies are born already clutching condoms
ready to suck any tit
even if it is their mothers'
religious bigots assume a moral position
behind naked buttocks of small boys
celebrities stand naked under the glare of the spotlight
waiting to be touched by the dirty hand of fame
until they come unstuck
Naked hearts of famine hate the present regimes
they hated the ones before
and are sure to hate the ones to come just the same
yet we are blind to the naked truth
it seems we are all at sea
as it reveals naked parts we don't want to see
we struggle to swim against the currents of our acquired ignorance
while leaders swagger clothed in brand new designer arrogance
our police break bread with criminals
while ministers feed on our taxes like vultures
it's a feeding frenzy
and everybody has gone crazy
where are the voices of reason
to expose this treason?
Cuban cigars burn slowly into the night
as morals of the youth burn faster than a candle in the wind
G-strings fall with no strings attached
and babies are born already clutching condoms
ready to suck any tit
even if it is their mothers'
religious bigots assume a moral position
behind naked buttocks of small boys
celebrities stand naked under the glare of the spotlight
waiting to be touched by the dirty hand of fame
until they come unstuck
Naked hearts of famine hate the present regimes
they hated the ones before
and are sure to hate the ones to come just the same
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