the true track
tell tales too tough;
Talk turkey to them,
train them to tell those truths
that treat their troubling thinkings.
He takes many forms,
binding Himself to laws,
laws that govern all the worlds.
Thunder and lightning
wreak havoc right across town
as I stand dumbstruck
Upon being asked to give a glimpse of the life he had led before turning into a full-time writer, Lovejoy divulges that college was a place he never went to. ‘Notwithstanding, I have worked in the criminal justice system. First as a cop and then a private investigator where I specialized in criminal defence and helping the families of missing persons. I spent two years as an investigator for the defence team of a federal capital offence case,’ he explains.
Variety thou adoreth, thousand-named.
With no beginning or end floweth thou,
creating great creators who are famed.
Take refuge in your guru, do what is rightfully right;
and shun dwelling in a fool’s paradise.
Become calm, unnoticeable, omnipresent, and light,
chewing over the fact that everyone, including you, dies.
Talking about his very first book Zumanity, which he started working upon two years ago, the 26-year-old, who often jokes his blue veins are filled with ink, says, ‘Every zombie story has the one character that holds onto its humanity for a bit longer than everyone else. But what if that continued for a longer period of time? The main character in Zumanity falls to her death shortly after being bitten by a zombie, so she has an odd transformation.’
Clouds drift like spirits
hankering after links lost;
And I watch them dance.
This country needs no men who’ve got no spine
to talk about issues concerning all;
So all who have just played around too fine
should now say, ‘Pardon us’ to mend their line.
What haps on the ground
fast goes to the sky;
It roams round unfound.
Then quickly comes nigh
to dwell on spots round.