You can't move a mountain
by a mere dream
You can't destroy life
without a scheme.
You can't move a mountain
without a goal
You can't survive life
without any control.
You can't move a mountain
because it's there
You can't win a race
without suffering and despair.
You can't move a mountain
to win a war
You can't ignore the people
peace must be restored.
If the act of cogitation requires more meditation
And the gestation takes longer than the estimation,
Whilst at the station of mere hesitation
Becomes one summation of raging aggravation
Just remember causation can convert into a conflagration
Then exclamation turns into a resignation,
When obligation becomes postulation
And helpless presentation morphs into revelation
Yet, prostration befits frustration
Immediately upon agitation withdraws vexation,
Though the activation of conjured commination
Becomes a combination of degradation
And the lack of compensation and self-gratification
Folds into self-determination and revivification,
Then reconciliation of the personal equation
Of the separation of desperation
And the immobilization of wayward virtualization
Abscondence of spiritualization and mythical sensations,
In the medium of oversimplification and foisted vivification
I lost the narration, for all is lost with salvation.
She was a vestal twat
That begat the Lie
Where myths go to rot
And truth misapply.
Oh, ye Virgin Mary
For who lay with Ghosts
To keep thy insurrectionary
A solemn Easter toast.
A Shepherd’s Tale
And an old carpenter
Who became an adopted blackmail
To allegory and extortioner.
