When autumn comes finally, I say enough is enough!: A poem 

(Those who know they should move over and out of my compendium of discretion; should finally make way and move out! Heed AA and PSP! FUCK OFF! I admit I am tired, but if anyone tries to confound me; I swear they will have to face stealthy destruction!)) 

I want to be a village nestled 

in the morning of calm 

amid a palisade of mountains 

hidden from the view of hordes 

There is a time when autumn comes 

when you want to knit and pearl your own woolens 

Even when solitude means loneliness 

Let evil do its own bidding of dichotomies 

to rent my air with dissimilitude;  

I couldn’t be bothered being harangued, affected or infected by such evil! 

I befit the unison of my love and loves 

in all their operatic candour and crescendo 

And the applause will come from my heart and soul! 

I wander in the alleyways of my absolute choice 

to be insulated from the frantic efforts at sabotage by my detractors 

And I walk to a musical band playing my song in the city square 

Playing: I have done enough of long protracted duty! 

So, I no longer deserve the selfishness of others!