Odious Ocean Poem by John Sensele

A mirror reflects the secret visage
You see when you're alone
Battling with the mess message
Your conscience tone and clone

Send you asking you to append
Your signature to ratify the literature
Emanating from deep within you to send
Signals that ask the basket of your future

To repent and ascent to the treachery
You dole out in the dark
Where you think the link to God's archery
Can't mark the spark

You've lost and the ghost
Born from the scorn you pour on truth
Hunts you down to host
An odious ocean where you swim as an uncouth youth.