Voluptuous virtues he swore he would share Fraternizing with folklore for the sake of a faith based cure Reading the words of a quill scribble scare,
Touting the tales of those who have already seen where this go’s, Flirting with prescribed predictions despite doc being six feet below
Unable to hear this Those of a breathless conviction Of a possible conscience
Personally pathetic, the absence of your acceptance, Mortality is not insignificance So keep this between us if eternal darkness sparks your interest,
I’ve grown intolerable of, In horror of, The Extorting, Marketing, ******* of, Prophesized certainties
The lives they took the souls they shook, From shillings to dimes, For centuries you’ve tried Labeling me at infancy, Condemning me as if it took a martyr to open my eyes
You’ve been attempting to defy the possibility that, Good can be, Physically derived,
Scared of the potentiality A human worthy of being primed, To senate your anxieties.
This is a poem taken from my student portfolio and can also be found on Mantone.net