A NAKED CLOTH: A Poem Written By Judaisky

A NAKED CLOTH

Where lies the security of Ostrich
Are such the safety of the rich.
Unto a naked cloth I speak_
Where nudity of riches are picked.
The love for money_
The love of money_
The love on money
And of love in money_
Are broken ajar
Like a palulent bar
Awaiting drinkers with no debar.

The secret of your secret
Is strictly open a secret.
The clot in your court
Made you a clot
To cut all with not a cure.
Tell me secret oblivion of heaven
And I shall prepare your ticket to heaven.

Will need be I wheedle you to repent_
For the scent in your garment
Has defined your journey to torment.
He who loves himself will rue
And course heavens to rule.
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I stand at bay watching_
Learning the language of my ink_
Learning how to handle my pen 🖋

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