Indigenous choruses in the realms of seraphim
have impelled our genesis
to flourish in multitudes encircling the sacrosanct
as they petition their wishes.
The tedious necromancy raises a cloak
to ensorcell the faithful and naive
cuddling their gullibility as their chastity
enlightens the environment with eloquence
while radiating beams illuminate
with enthusiasm their unique beliefs.
Consolatory birdsong will soothe the tattered soul
as the evening's prognosis
will be the prophecy of the visionary
as he recites his phraseology with emphasis
upon accentuating the affections liltingly rhapsodic
exhibiting an appealing succulence.
Sensibility will reappear as a metaphor
personifying the essence of magnificence
beckoning the forlorn to rejoice with the dawning
of an epoch where all will be achieved.
Fascinating preludes will accompany them
as we approach our scrupulous analysis
imploring the cherubs to chant a vocalise
adoring the heavens with an apotheosis.
Decorating the celestial landscape
with cosmic implications a pulsar will retrieve
the launching of a parallel universe
as the eleventh dimension will be conceived.
As the moons of Jupiter flicker their pastel pictures
they will curve through their ellipses
embarking forward as asteroids aimlessly storm
their atmospheres without interference.
The ideology is indoctrination and an invasion
of our intimate thought processes
in comparison to an event in Nature
and the artificial fabrication we must consciously repel.
In any event we have been given the choice of reason
or propaganda's devilish abyss
which attempts our eradication instead
of empowering our senses with wisdom therefore excelling
far beyond the mundane visualization of our personal nirvana
with fear of an apocalypse.
Taking upon ourselves the personal responsibility
of self-nourishment we will conquest
and captivate others with our internal inventiveness
giving example to externally propel
the stimulation of creativity and the mastering
of our aptitudes and talents given at birth.
Through the technique of self-motivation
we will conquer boredom and certainly unearth
the treasures of paving the path to self-realization,
an experience incomparably nonpareil.
Splendidly outspoken we challenge with alternatives
the assumptions and the futile quests
to redirect our sentiments and maintain
our persuasion and our intangible worth.
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
Form: Dramatic Monologue
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