God forgive the hate,
my intolerance for those of quilted tongue
but by my heart I loathe thee!
The jellied arrogance of mice children,
those wilted lop~sided faces
that utter hollow words fanned by scabbed victories.
Long dead the winning,
long gone your wretched spirits...
@ Steven Francis poems 2011
The 3rd Collection from Welsh poet Steven Francis. More Song, less Blood but the laments are always the same....
About Me
- Steven Francis
- I started writing in school and discovered it was the only thing that could hold my interest (apart from sex). I knew from the lump inside me that some creative channel had to be my direction. And be good or bad it is some kind of legacy.
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