Listen to the voice of palpable acerbity
Watch and stare at temper’s acrimony
The nuances, inevitable as they may seem
To one’s vitality angels acclaim.
Eyes suffused with lachrymal
Blurred by death’s signals
Alarmed with the advent of adversity
Deadened by unremitting affray.
Lips shut, unable to account how afflicted
To endless gloom seemingly acclimated
While life was trapped accursed
Abscond from Babel to which life is athirst.
Be damned thy adamant mind
To truth be not forever blind
And heart that soft enslaved by love
Soon will become completely mad.
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