CLEMENCIO MONTECILLO BASCAR - ROTTEN VERSES

Clemencio Montecillo Bascar was a former Professor and Vice President for Corporate Affairs of the Western Mindanao State University. He is a recepient of various local, regional, and national awards in songwriting, playwriting, poetry, and public service. Several of his poems had been published in international literary magazines and journals such as, Foliate Oak , BRICKrhetoric, About Place, Torrid Literature, Mused-theBellaOnline Lietrary Review, and The Voices Project. He had written and published by the Western Mindanao State University two books of poetry, namely; "Fragments of the Eucharist" and "Riots of Convictions." In the Philippines, some of his poems appeared in the such magazines as Women's, MOD, and Chick.  
At present, he writes a column in the Zamboanga Today daily newspaper and resides at 659 Gemini Street, Tumaga, Zamboanga City, Philippines. He is married to the former Miss Melinda Climaco dela Cruz and blest with three children, Jane, Lynnette, and Timothy James.   

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                                       rotten verses

the truth is
there is absoulutely no need to set up any form of government; it just makes the life predicament of taxpayers torturously shackled; worst, it only provides mannas  for those whose coffers are  already full frontal plus the proverbial bone of contention; right now they are quarelling like cats and dogs.

 some say
it's gross aberration to negotiate for peace; it's not an item as rare as a blue diamond or the fabled pearl of mount olympus; on the contrary is so common which abounds everywhere like the essential yet unsung air; i am sure they are cutting a deal for something else; now they are enjoying the legendary hospiltality of the nords grinning from  ear to ear.

a greenhorn
 solon openly and passionately supports the judicial power to kill a criminal by hanging, drugging or any means lethal like quartering in the middle ages; he cites passages in the ancient scriptures to justify institutional manslaugther;  sadly however, he forgets to mention moses and the law in a stone tablet which prohibits even euthanesia; everyone knows he is a universal icon of the sport of violence.

 in a fit of anger
a commoner monarch brands the united nations as a classic case of a terminally disunited union of kingdoms;

he claims
 it only has eyes, ears, and nose for the goliaths; any state without silos is without rights; it only upholds the right of the mighty and those who offer largesse ; it's biggest life-sustaining trade is the krag not doves.

don't wonder
why this place is scarcely inhabited; you see every lawman around here takes matters into his own hand, in fact, right now i'm pale all over, a syndrome that i'm about to collapse; the only way  to stay alive in a garrison state is for you not to run so you won't be gunned down as a quisling.

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