The rise and fall of a sleazy bastard
The rise and fall of a sleazy bastard
How stupid became mean,
and sleazy as never been seen.
Denial of facts when swiping your screen.
Only in for worshipping himself,
putting all modesty on a shelf.
A bastard spreading hatred and fear.
Even when his own ending is near,
his dumbniss appears cristally clear.
Only in for enrichening himself,
putting all integrity on a shelf.
How a sorrow loser keeps fighting,
even though his attacks are non frightning,
one should avoid his mischief and weak biting.
Only in for glorifying himself,
putting all honesty on a shelf.
In the end his acts will be settled,
no matter how he has battled,
and how many people were rattled.
Pasje 6-11-2020
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dirk Hermans: | Vrijdag, november 06, 2020 19:51 |
| Gevoelig hard gedicht goed verwoord | |
| Anneke Bakker: | Vrijdag, november 06, 2020 19:06 |
| Ik kan dit niet goed lezen Pascal maar het zal beslist heel mooi zijn. Mooie avond wens ik je. Anneke |
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| Auteur: Pascal Janssen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 november 2020 | ||
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