Words of cunning. Shining stunning.. Men of grandeur. Blinding, numbing. . With winsome wiles in specious styles.. Speeches etching,. Rhyming, wrenching..
Air currents grind, monotony.. Image defined, static scene.. Adherents bent opinionless.. Following scent of commoness.. Fit the latest rage.. Whatever stains the page..
We were born to brave cold weather. Stormy seas in search of treasure. Light you wield must blind another. Doomed to run forevermore.. How much more can I take?.
We find ourselves in ruin. And it's come too far, how?. It's no use. Too much allowed and abused. . Worlds apart. They're excused. When we've warned. They're amused.