He was a Spartacus but he did not have a house/Obračun s malograđanštinom


there is no greater name-calling of small-mindedness, that oppressive chokehold of establishment thinking… I felt it while creating these verses, from my poem “The pain of vibrant flowers” edited by Obinna Eruchie that I will post on my author’s blog soon…
Nema veće prozivke malograđanštine, nema dalje… Zadovoljna sam.
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all rights deserved by ©Leila Samarrai, 2019

edited by: Obinna Eruchie

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Some deaths come to make others’ lives easier


Some deaths come to make others’ lives easier. The phrase “Not to speak ill of the dead” falls into the category of grievous hurt and thought defects, lies that are told as “good day” good evening “good night” how are you or… Today, it’s the hottest day of the summer, or… .”Not to speak ill of the dead ”- Just passing the time of day – So much for decorum.