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"THE MASTER"

dedicated to truthers and cultists everywhere

He had multiple wives.
He had my parents and their friends.
They bought him an island
And a whole lot of dope.

He had shining nuggets of truth
Wrapped in beautiful garbage
Which sold off the shelves because
Seekers can overdose on humility.

Maybe after all those journeys
Where you learned you were nothing,
All you wanted was to feel
You were in on the joke.

He was a rapist
And a madman.
My first poems
Glorified him.
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
Published
Author's Note
glad that we got out when I was 12
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