Models Poem by Naveed Akram

The model of principle so fastened to my shirt
Escapes and encapsulates my authority, all alone.
The ire in my breath carries me on a wide arc,
And the effort dissolves to make a circle of action.
Rambling and reading is the action of strength,
I am with vengeance and all the length of a square.
The models are actually against me,
Mathematical principles abide in the house,
As the models speak chemistry, and all of science.