Diamond [hade's Delight] Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Your viewpoint, on them defined below, its host always to be, banishing, show this hatred, by your set views, astonishing, cast them out from any happiness, simply vanishing; it ends full truth: put thought.

Your twisted imagination, about those beings low, heated, grips the mind, cook a life of lies, hook victims, its told wonders, seen everyone as bad, down gleaming, not like him; look they instead: more like monsters.

A precious gemstone, many illustrated colors, variations, motion in turns sparkling, it's all, they are to you, gasps their breath potion, its glow; to twinkle: action in others.

Soul there within, set in stillness, gleam to you, is elegance, precisely put beam, aims, back upon you, boomeranged, posted on Heaven wall; a team: promenade.

No need of words, that speak about it, already they're spoken, decorates palace, making its host weak, brighter, red; built your new home: it's a leak underneath.

Destiny, this fell angel, you are, out heaven, now in the Underworld, live in a haven, viewing host death, given you this strange delight, craven of men; him: as diamonds.