
Radicalized poet Podcast
We are crying to our lord and master without peer
<p>We are crying to our lord and master without peer:all but his long curly hair is small and cheap beer.</p><p>We have lit a candle to his blazing presence,and written many a ghazal about his essence.</p><p>We can’t help but sob a big puddle yet again:whatever we have to say ruins paper and pen!</p><p>We have nothing at all to say that can exalt him;our best praise bumps along like a bloody hymn.</p><p>We mumble to find a phrase that doesn’t quite snarl;it turns out...






