Pathos Poem by Herbs 'n Planz

Tonight...
We shall lead out the down from the path of pathetics
Turning stones and old bones over truth kinesthetics

We shall dislodge old fits with new benefit kits
Park exchange in the den and fly high on our wits

Take the numb out of rift, direct mobiles from drift
Carry numbness on warts, cluster fall offs by lift

Whenever tangle meets angle
… set match to a blazed

Never give up your will
… though appearance seems crazed