Dedication defined as the derivative of desperation. Defined but not definite. Definitely finite. If only I could I'd find it. Find what? A way out of the blue. The blue? The blue is you. A way out of your constant glare Unaware you stare I seek something to shade me You are my shade Yet you enslave me The sky that raised me The ground that grazed me The trees that praised me Now aim to sway me They test me They ask me Who are you? Who are you now? Rocking all that gold from our bowel. Why will you not bow? I refuse. I detest. I refuse to stand for it. I will lie if I have to. I will **** a man for it. But this me. Dedicated. This world is what I made it. So sway all you want. My success cannot be evaded.