Reputation Sedation Poem by Airda Jones

Become what is whole
On this doomed earth
No satisfaction will come of it
Nor will any of worth
But to embrace in full
The toll will be great
Beyond will be its rewards
Within it, will it sedate
The true pursuit of happiness
Desire that is in reach
No four letter word power
To demolish the hateful leech
But uphold the spinning reaction
In the palm, control and grasp
And surely it will find peace
Up to the day of the last.