Arguments And Figments Of The Imagination Poem by John Sensele

All around me buzz a thousand arguments
Scrambling and bumbling by
Beyond the incoherence of crippled comments
I perceive and receive when arguments fly
High wondering why today's plans
Can't be shelved until tomorrow's
When arguments in droves and clans
Can't compete on a fair footing despite sorrows
That threaten to maintain a grip
On arguments auguring not so well
Whether the ego tripping I trip
Won't flow chickens home to roost
When Coronavirus strikes spreading its tentacles
Into Zambia and alas I can no longer boost
Arguments that meander in risible receptacles
Where all of a sudden I fall flat on my face
Cos despite machinations of mine
To manipulate God's plans the surface
Of the carpet slips away and arguments undermine
My house of cards
And domino effects set in motion
A chain of events that disregards
My penchant for commotion
On which I thrive
Hopping helter skelter
In a vain move to derive
Mileage from the shame shelter
Where arguments crumble
Conspiracies lie in tatters
Despite the rumble of the grumble
Vanity and insanity platters
Suffer when the education I despise
Raises her white flag
Calling on protagonists of commotion to analyze
Sojourns in the realm of slag
Where solace they find
When against her will they coerce Dwain
Into embracing fallacies in the grind
They entertain and sustain
When Coronavirus and her death threat
Decree asinine arguments can go to hell on a one way ticket and retain
Their pride of place until the rate
Of infection recedes
If arguments should repine
Otherwise education proceeds
Shall be forfeited unless arguments visit Two Pine
Residence to plead for mercy
Or else arguments and entanglements would remain in quarantine
Until they prove they denounce their heresy
Otherwise God would punish their serpentine
Presumption when they forget man's preserve is to propose
Nothing less, nothing more
But God's preserve is to dispose
Or else plagiarized educational essays metamorphose into a fizzy folklore.