breakfast

early breakfast
was delivered to me
on my table this morning
a plate of news
garnished with virgin's blood
dripping from her wounded heart
slowly i savored the food
(sigh) 

as i perused at the bloody news,

nine beasts just had a big party
over the body of 'marry'
one of them was member of an army
abducted her with no mercy
while she was kissing her honey

my eyes saw her sniveled
her tears and her fears
were on my plate this morning
my hands trembled
my heart was very much nettled
i felt hurricane was brewing
in my head
spinning and twirling
and it made  me mad


how many flowers must wither
and let go her petals
in the hands of abusive boozers
how many vestals more...

Lord ???
how many...