Sonnet - 131 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Understand as much as to Comprehend
Why Gold in its Core deserves the Heart's Shape
As Fruit the Father's Memory un-amend
Thrice Infuse much their Weaning Mouths a-gape
Bet with Two - Cherish the Smooth Metal's Clasp
As Fine the Healing Ritual underneath
By Ashes its Fury purify the Wasp
Thus remain most his Deserving Gems bequeath
Illusions just - the Third-Party's Faith induce
Merely in his Spare offer his Worth to Write
By Agents Beyond - in Self for Self produce
His own Healing Method from Want despite.
And so the Advise - to Press the Clasp be Free
Such Weight pounds the ground yet still Etched in Thee.