Do I feel my universality so screwed up,
by its humility, sublimity and patience
that I actually wish to prescribe destruction?
Hello, resilience! Does it matter to anyone else?
The insubstantiation of justice, as I keep wandering
into a hobodom of dishonesty ingratiating myself!
Each day, I wake up impregnated by distant memories
And keep trying to ignore a compelled eternal gestation
O look at all this splendour in all that you all believe in!
Like the wafer that you think is the body of your salvation!
I walk with your deceitful illusions, bearing this voluminous pain!
And I subdue the impulse to wake you all up;
How can I gift you all with the, to you, unbelievable notion
that your downstream into the expanding ocean will only drown you all out?
Do you think truth and justice is only antiquated obsolete material,
not the fabric that will give you wealth and advancement?
I have been pained to keep understating my resolute resilience,
Yet, this sublime patience with treachery is only keeping my Paradise eternally waiting!
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