Theres passion in thou poetry
Silver tounged wordsmiths
Render audiences weaketh at the knees , scholars of the world
Enlighten as thy read
Reciting from scripture to scroll to paper a wisdom in its form
Thou shant find none greater
Collosial in its foundation
Noble in reason no mind paid
To thoughts breed by treason
A ruffiant of words but perfectionist
Within the craft a ship of eccentricity
Sails on waves of perishable uncertainty fate sealed with a kiss from an unwitting soul
A poets purpose is to illustrate
Society to forever fill the furnace of all unsightdly bolster the weakness in the hands of the brave
Grace poureth like ink upon thee page of the squandered
Bare foot and bleeding
A wise one shall wander
Betwixt in a glutinous gractification
A potrayol of your work the lords justification an image tainted with tales of misfortune and untimely ramifications that reap centuries long the word will remain in whatever...