On This Ground Poem by Simonette Brebenariu

When light subsides the fidelity, the wind stucks on melting controversy…
Assurance summons the vivid capacity, on line to truth and never the ingenuinity.
On This Ground of all sinners, no one can predict the high-social climbers;
The foreboding notion of those escapers, will tongue the deep and echoing insiders!
Assuming the gift of good communicators, entail the duties of corrupt and the minors;
At stake is guide for confusing errors, the verdict outrages the group of predators!
On this line of which the clandestined chaos, the horizon conquers the free applause;
But somehow dust showers on that explodes…these are all On This Ground to be retold!