To Hideous Excessum - Poem by Instalasi Sastra
What a fool thou are,
When the silence have broken;
The secret disclose makes thou far,
And the truth in veil remains unspoken.
Mark of simple words in satiric sense,
Wrung to the hearts that sorrow;
Indeed, if from pangs thou can not defense,
Hideous excessum will surely follow.
Malicious foes better than malignant friends,
Who vices is lurk in angelic veil;
Envious and detestation abroad no ends,
Consumed thine own to be vicious and filth.
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