I do not feel intimidated by that fish-mouth Albanese or his colluders!: A poem 

I can have Albert Camus’ invincible summer 

in pouring rain, in the snowy winter 

And my life’s excursion is never pedestrian! 

I am no folly of vision despite the pain; 

The perversion of an imposed defeat 

has never been the desolation of my brain. 

I am not browbeaten by intimidation 

And I am a configuration of everything 

that lives within me. I am no void 

but an undiscovered embodiment in it. 

Should you think I have no muscle power 

to face the hordes to my Left. I am just 

patient with the insolent thieves and  

illegal harvesters, that impersonate as  

rulers of the land. My firebrand soul  

can be tactilely violent as much as it 

is invisibly restrained. None of you, 

at any moment can tell me what you  

want me to be! Rainer Maria Rilke 

advised me to live through beauty 

and terror, and feel that strength in me! 

I am not snowed in by stormageddons! 

We are fading petals until we discover 

we have the strength of the sun. A long  

time has this treachery been witnessed by  

me! And I know my origins, no mere dancing 

star as Nietzsche mentored me to be! 

For, I am the explosion of the truth, that took its time, 

despite all the rapine. Just as Carl Jung educated me 

that I am not what happened to me, 

I am what I chose to become!