Semiprecious Elysian Fields

3. "A Foe's Love"

Okay, two stories
A wingless dove flew so high
From a clan of conflicting clowns
To a tirelessly dancing city
Perched in the Bahai garden
Like a suffocating being eyeing hope
In the adult pits of hell

The other story,
To the Bahai garden
A saturated slick sardine slog
Like a nurturing Zebra
Mercilessly marauding a Lion's pride
Bahai garden, a dulcet land where
The grasses dance ebulliently

Now, one story
A Cinderella story
Of a shamefully exiled fish
And the sad foreign dove
Tearfully rapelling the hump of misery
And being each other's shield
In the handshaking garden of Bahai

Alas! Diversity crawled
You ignorant fish beneath the sea
Thinking about your beloved enemy
Hatred is it's vision, deceit it's wish
Diversity happily nurse this fatherly advice
Eschew this glaringly beautiful snake like
A consanguine awaits you home
And with it's swirly tongue watered
The angelic hate, deeply buried within them
Weaving a frightfully romantic story;
Words, curses, punches, blood... they spilled

They plundered the amoured Sea
Sea of growing pinkish joy
Joy which they can find no more,
More like sunshine on a rainy night
Night of silence echoing in their heads
Yearning for them to let loose.

Diversity! What are thou?
The captain of this bully world, are you?
The stem of love or the nectar of hate?
Answer me!!
Or are you like my uncle Harris?
Whose joy brings bubbling pain
And pain brings thunderous joy
What in peace's name are you?

Oh I know you!
You are the popular preacher of peace
Peace, like a dirty child, irks you
You hypocritically fathered hope
Hope watched you adopt skepticism
Skepticism, the crowned Prince of despair
Despair, a friendly enemy of harmony.
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