I shade my millions of grieves in my smile,
I smile because the times of ignoramus consumes me
In its eternal fire. I witness trifle things overtly deterministic
Of humanity and its bleak future endeavours.
Greatness veiled in the sands of the desert parched
With thorns and bushes decorating the rough turf...
The blue sky overhangs the hope of the ocean soon
But distantly far being the comforts of the cool,
Greatness hidden deep in the coffins of the dead,
The self judicial mirror illustrates my reflections
Justice refusing to be my lone ranger... the light
I could never be the breeze that truly touches your heart
Nor could I slip a grin in the edgeways of your peace
My love got a special presence, though
Incomplete, insane and incompetent
The unfathomable truth hidden in the questions
Of immaturity, of treason and concealed in betrayal.
My hope of a better moment each instant
Steals my inner surroundings of intellectual stability
And just when I recollect the golden words:
“The only verdict is vengeance held as a votive”
I realized my will is still strong enough to leave
The liars in tatters. In shatters. But I reserve it now...
Sometimes later, the moment shall come, when the
Want of power shall reach zenith, and lies reign in you
You shall perish to brighter radiance of truth...