The Absurdity Of A Secretive Witness Poem by Paul Amrod

The wishes of a naive Mother Nature's son
to witness a pictorial conversation
was the wonder of an imaginative
futuristic concept leaving us breathless.
The pack of dogs with false intentions
initiates a covert and impish surveillance
annihilating the innocent enchantment
of both voice and cherished expressions.
The unwritten law of enkindling
your own personal development is substituted
with an array of distractions
rendering the thinking process to an utter standstill.
Nonetheless the proprietors of a self-taught reasoning
have disturbed the horrendous
and devilishly dangerous form of reliance
by creating an individualistic sensation.
As the winter's chill resolves
to the breezes of March the resolute and delicate daffodil
depicts the contours of each blossom
persuading each puppet to an ultimate acquiescence.
Emancipating the freedom of speech
and intellectual fanfare we relish the virtues
of lyricism and inventiveness
spurring on the innovative principles of a visionary fancy
and an illustrious and eclectic conception.
The consolation of autonomy will compel us
to greater horizons of self-determination
and beseech the muses of inspiration
to adhere to our declaration of liberation.
The prerequisites of existence will reawaken
the mission of our tenacity and awareness
encompassing all facets of our expectations
and complimenting our enticing attributes.
Boldly gushing forth we rattle the confines
of the stalking cyber spirits and construe a process
of beautification to invoke configurations of evaluations
engaging all wandering spirits
to a proclamation of their own will.
Heralding the harlequin of limericks we proceed forth
as we gain insight into dimensions
of the looking glass which ushers in the messianic bells
escorting in our incandescence.
The golden era of unity is reached with deification
of an internal illumination given at birth
through a personal meditation
alluding to the ethereal journey towards presence.
The divine privilege of each willful soul
to envisage his origin and intimate resource
stirs the central power of our conclusiveness
resting congenially upon our crown of blue.