Toward Salvation
Imported masterTreasonous and traitorous.On a dim-lit pathLeads his brainless followersToward salvation. Let’s laugh. This is a tanka poem. Toward salvation. Tankas have nothing to do with tanks. Praise? Condemnation. Love for the rat? Write to the Fledermausi. Want to post a mindless ad on your own, scribble it on the monstrous board. Fledermauswww.poetry.monster