and those in study
will see depraved souls
in all their perversity celebrating
their Armageddon of refractive ivories
chanting profanities in acerbic selves praises
while searing wounds bleed out in projections
and lames in weakness seek escapisms in bullying pens
throwing shapes in the blame of you honouring their blindness
tis the age of cretins and they welcome you to the carnivals of jokers
where the sad jokes are biographical and self-penned from sheep pens