No future for you...
Seldom have we seen, anything but us
Sigh's and slender hippocracy, even and due
To the sight of another reach and cease, of cause's loved

Living for the phantom, selling the now?
To quiet a mind seasoned with milk
Hopefully the taste, irony and background...
Of simplicity in motion, with pride to find, she'll

Truer by the rages we never, sew
Terror and further tows
Of redemptive calamity, in the mires we who
Taking the time for each, and guile in lows...

Of watery eye's with the alienation of distance
Time, to finalize a place for the gift's
Of veracity, means and love of guidance
The earth of our many, and the girth of witnessing, is

Please please me, the tilt of a building in the wishes
Which, fortitude, we made for the rest of composure
And the image of prowess, to a grief of need and issues
More than potato, of saccharine or austentatious, with here...