This endless endeavor to protect the impious, but very clever,

Never has my righteousness been under attack, with such maliciousness,

Quietness protrudes upon the truths, this would regress the youths,

Proofs provide the serenity, to defend the identity of their transcendency,

Consequentially the unforseen was the narcissists smokescreen,

Gasoline from the kindred, now omitted what was unprecedented,

Imprinted upon my faith to trust those who relate, giving an escape,

Awake to the deceit they still cheat,...