Oh Sweet Lord. What Else Can I Say?
Dear whomever you are.
A realization in regards to, as you may yourself fully be aware of,
My grammar flails In seizures
Through unrelenting work ethic.
I am NOT a Marinate to be tinkered & toyed with by
My greatly narcissistic depression.
Only bearing resonation with the identity of an inclusive thinker concerned with the Problems of a generation.
A generation that learns from the struggles of the past & deduced the challenges of Generations whose great, fantastic, spectacular,
Enigmatic, emphatically, dastardly,
Awesomely, formidable, ancestors are only being thought of months from now.
How are the ramblings of a drunkard with whom which,
My name must be shared more sovereign in the eyes of God,
Than the anguish bore of my trees altruistic?
Spreading roots through the cross-indexed calamity of punctual locals, as-
It is only the burden of constipated storm clouds bringing so much as a grind to
Their galloping stillness.
A silenced quill is no longer a letter forming instrument, but future evidence in a Game of Clue at reality's coffee table.
For the ignorance of A(few}men have muzzled the prose by which the Sensei of Eons were to open his pupils to the light as he peers into their souls & asks...
'Who are you to not feel existential validation? '...
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
Are the ideals of my prose more impotent in validity than an inebriated cretin's rhetoric?
Do tell me Scholars of associated genders. Do... Tell me...
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