MadalaJose : Writing

Clothes in the Washing Basket

Clothes in the Washing Basket

A Poem by MadalaJose


"...of truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons" -Acts 10:34-
Dirty Laundry

Dirty Laundry

A Poem by MadalaJose


God is the laundry man;We are the laundry.Some people need washingOthers brain-washing.
Brainwashed

Brainwashed

A Poem by MadalaJose


We all need it
To be or not to be

To be or not to be

A Poem by MadalaJose


Don’t be wise my friend You will pay for their ignorance Don’t be original my friend They will burn you on a CD Don&rs..
For The Beautiful Girl

For The Beautiful Girl

A Poem by MadalaJose


physical beauty is overrated
Best Served Chill

Best Served Chill

A Poem by MadalaJose


If you want to serve methat piece of your mindsmoothed in a juicy tantrumblended in a quarrel-maker,sift the milk and shakethe attitude out of it,wait..
The Funeral

The Funeral

A Poem by MadalaJose


I wrote this poem after attending the funeral of my grandfather, a man who was very rich and influential in the town where he lived.
The Flame of Life

The Flame of Life

A Poem by MadalaJose


As long as your fire is still burning there is hope
The Food Chain

The Food Chain

A Poem by MadalaJose


Who is at the top? The Capital or the capitalist, The lion that ate the man Or the man with lion’s share.
They Accuse Me of Being a Capitalist

They Accuse Me of Being a Capitalist

A Poem by MadalaJose


In rejection of capitalism; embracing social capitalism