Integrity & Temerity Poem by John Sensele

Here alive we strive
For all it's worth
In this forsaken forest where we arrive
Bereft of cloth and sloth

Denuding and deluding our feeble phantom
Stuck on our back in a sack so black
It terrifies a peeping tom
Whose evil eye about to crack

A code that spies encoded in ciphers
That make no sense either in essence
Or sapience because disciples of Lucifers
Grown too dense and too tense

Give up the fight for supremacy
Because we drive a hard bargain
To fight plutocracy and aristocracy in favour of meritocracy
In lands where there's so much for integrity and temerity to gain again and again.