I Reap What I Sow Poem by John Sensele

I pity the ignorance
I puke in the trance
Advertised in the trash I publish
When each day with flourish

Trash flows from fingers
That in the somnolence that lingers
Displays the ineptitude
Decomposing the crepitude

Nibbling at the soul
I chew in the own goal
I score with each piece of garbage
I lumber on social media morbid baggage

My morbid mind creates
In a setting sanity aerates
Pointing out low credentials I possess
When clearly failures grow into an abcess

That bloats a future I've never had
Each time my future grows bad and sad
Unless my attitude changes
If grace mercy on me arranges.