Ring Sworned Poem by Unic Cjonr

I am condemned, in the world you created - I am cold caught, not snatched taught - Inside the property of the lost, i jacket the spade off the joker - By the effect from the effect, i detect the peace in the innocent - The pure form of an aura, spiritually bound to the existing universe - Is your soul cast, or by your believes, formed - What will be your cost, by which you were scorned, Ring sworned - The day is seated for my judgement, i will stand alone - By choice, i will not plead - My voice, keep the noise, time to proceed - Spreading my worms by my seed