There are those dislodged by misfortune that still must carve a path. One man one case barraged by weight of all the world’s wrath Twisted strife, pure wickedness , that speaks to mythical duress joining the sharpened knife of heaviness no more regrets did coalesce
while uncertainty stoked that blazing fire of hope shifting promises that interloped He is not naive Boldly quick to commit his calloused veneer a symbol that he’d never quit A sacred pact regathered powers and Steadied aim to plunge direct , With hardened heart, he’s hard to fool so he knew the saddest part. Before him bare She drew his stare He dropped pretense and fed his caution to the storm His vigor could save humanity , those alive and those yet born Then maniacally like when Eve first Knew that Eden snake A punished travail seared deep within , Twas Satan’s Laugh that made him shake , a silent scream and teary nod, his heart and body barely whole, a disaster uninvited, has exploded the atoms of his soul Bobby O