Ugh! Here he comes I should have known that a poem like you Would wild so much speculations Drawing big crowds and Enticing them to decipher your rhetorics
Now I remember You said it was for "philosophical thinkers" Such a big word for a mere poem like you Who for some reason likes to rule out its readers as nothing but insolent idiots
I thought you traded complexity for gratification Isn't that your end game afteral Cause comprehensive analysis of your ideology Wouldn't delve out any logical meaning Or let's go a step further and call it a doctrine A cup of tea for your ego
Poem
Listen you muggot , idiot or whatever you self identify yourself as I've never felt the need to dumb down my Unfathomable intelligence to your Lower low level but the universe wouldn't have it any other way
I can see the poverty of your lexicon written to please your fellow peasants Look at me, am the multiplicity of a thousand beings a thirst that can never be quenched
How dare you grace yourself With your redundancy Your quite naive lower low
Here is an imagery for you
I'm smoking Mayan sicars Most expensive cigars you've never heard of Cause your too busy being a mediocre
Just for clarification I wouldn't want to be stopped to your level People would start talking Creating assumptions and damaging my reputation Imagine a poem like me being written by a poet like you Jeez! I'd rather die