A Garden of Lotus Flowers
The Ancient Asian soul
An echo from
Antiquity
Is Silent.
Neath Western thugs
Hoards.
Violating
Innocence.
Their venerable
Countenance
Made obsolete
By Western Incestuous
Apathy.
The Sacred Lyric Lyric
Asian
Modesty’
Desecrated
By The Western Rake
The Fury of Passions.
Their Agenda:
Spermatic Insult.
My Asian Darlings:
My bride.
Daring not to touch your
Garment
Sleeve.
I therefore Offer this
Epic
Ajia no utskuskushinga
From The Pen of Inspiration
Your Servant Brother
Paul Anthony Tobia
Bricn Purin
Ji Andogni Tobi Ya.