הדגל המרופט

הדגל המרופט

על ידי Lord R.e. Taylor

חסידי דוד

הם חיו בארץ הזאת לנצח

באמצעות עינויים, רצח ואונס

הם צעדו דרך חולות מגואלים בדם

נלחמים כדי להגן על החיים היקרים להם

גם היום נמשכים הפיגועים

אנשים מבחוץ לא יכולים להתנגד להיסטוריה

שריפת תינוקות ונשים

הרג אנשים והריסת ערים

עם זאת, חסידי דוד

הם לא פשוט ישכבו

הדגל שלהם עלול להיות מרופט וקרוע

אבל נשמת ישראל לעולם לא תמות

XIV/V/MMXXIV

לרט

Translation from Google Translate

 

Tiny Paradise

Tiny Paradise

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Ten foot by ten foot

It is so tiny

Still, I love it

My little piece of paradise

A lot of sun and fresh air

The waves in the background

I know I am finally home

© Poem – XI/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

In The Drawer

In The Drawer

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Everyone has that one drawer

It was your grandma’s

Then your mother had it

And now you are the blessed one

You have never seen inside of it

Not even imagined what was in it

No one has in a very, very long time

All you know is that it is a treasure

Your grandma and mum took a look

Someday you will too

You will not have a choice

And you will see something spectacular

A complete history of what makes you you

And what makes you special

© Poem – VII/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

We Will Never Behave

We Will Never Behave

by Lord R.e. Taylor

My mom always said to behave

She raised us as young ladies

I guess we never listened

We became the strange ladies

The ones everybody talked about

The one who forgot how to behave

So we live our lives without limits

Realising life is too much fun

And that we can never ever die

Because God does not want us

And the Devil is afraid of us

After all, we might just take over

© Poem – XXX/IV/MMXXIV

LRET

 

Missing Mommy

Missing Mommy

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Mommy, Mommy it has been forever

We have a thousand hugs saved for you

Maybe more if you want them

Just hurry home PLEASE

© Poem – XXVIII/IV/MMXXIV

LRET

 

A Special Girl

A Special Girl

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Who knew what you were getting

A beautiful painting

Yes, it should be in a gallery

But it found its way to you

It must have known you were special

You always saw the truth behind pictures

You look beyond the canvas and paint

And you see the world others only imagine

Yeah, the painting knew you were special

And now we know it too

© Poem – XXV/IV/MMXXIV

LRET

 

Sitting In Paradise

Sitting In Paradise

by Lord R.e. Taylor

For far too many Summer days

I would spend hours upon hours

Not doing anything important

Rather I would just sit by the Cuyahoga

There were no swimmers and no boats

Just the gentle sound of the water

Maybe a frog or some birds

But most of all it was just quiet

Could I ever find a better paradise

I really don’t think so

But, then again, I am not looking

© Poem – XXIII/IV/MMXXIV

LRET