Praise of the birds trapped
In the super mosque
Protect the pious
At all costs
In a sea of green hoodies
A forest of snakes
Of shard glazed eyes
And juiced up tatted fakes
I pray to the beneficent
To guard me from there white lies
Guide me to the magnificent
With rusted shanks
And cross marked kites
Cell door locked cold
As the animals tuck up and fist fight
In the lion's den
Where we sport scars with pride
And make pretend with
Our so called friends.
Musa Al-Australi
More info on poet of sorts:
https://www.vice.com/en_nz/article/3kngzk/heart-wrenching-poems-from-australias-most-violent-inmates
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100 Pieces
PoetryThe title is fairly self explaintory, but I'll elaborate 100 Pieces is a collection of 100 poems by various poets. DISCLAIMER! None of the following pieces are one's I've written, this is just a collection I've put together of poems I'm fond of. ...
