“Prevarication now executes flow of poised abatement,
As brilliant minds berate the clusters of the devil afore us,  
As lives turned to woe have that we wasted our time?
Shall we not reap any gain where former rule still has peace?

As our minds live and love bare and defenseless in the brine
Qualm future of banished rivals to present bliss with thee,
And aphorism to such things to beware in life afore me,  
The indignation of such threats is minimal as I have thee,

Cloudy pedanticism can’t affect the aspirations of my feelings,
Billows of elation are the veneer of my aspirant imagination,
The hopes and the challenges in one’s life are the root of triumphs,  
No matter if winds change latitude I am relentless to conquer all,

As pride which great ambition blinds me and my military might,
And futile all their progeny deceit as so shortly I will abate,
In the end shall turn and lament as the tempest change course
No longer alone without loneliness in furious dreams at rivers end,
You and I made this celestial event outcome conclusive aspiration”
    By Andrew Guzaldo 11/22/2018 ©