Beyond the frivolous gloom and unknown
foredoom, man’s significance is but an outrider
of illusory, his immanent glossary of obsequious
myths keep him mortgaged to fear, he can't fathom
the surrendering of death-the last residuum, this
self-reproaching torment embroils his curiosity, he
scandalizes, plots, and schemes redemption then
creates an angle to control everyone, this rector of
cowering adherence brings the wretched, wicked, and
weak to absolution, the fawning execution of Dominion,
all convoluted in cloaking cleverness, to spirit phenomenons
to servitors who nurse themselves to mockery, this
dynamism has overshadowed centuries, procurement
of rituals and yearly ceremonial homages to blanked
verse of nothingness, the codex of perplexed slavery:
kneel, pray, and more importantly, gifted alms, adhering
to some mortifying cult, to appease an acrimonious goat
won't lift your hollowed rack of forgotten bones from an
ember pile of ash, the only purpose to your misery is to
love and appreciate today and your hope should be with
dying in glorious vain.
- John Hardesty
June 29, 2021
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