To Immaculate Garment cleave
So Dove chaste can never leave...
Too few are strictly molded as gifts
Gratifying, a world of good for others,
In its place reigns - ruthless rift -
Negating a death-defying shift...
Self-giving... far reaching away
From sole vocal preaching...
Unheard of, and dolefully missing
While, the snake in each corner
Each crossroad persistently hissing.
Self-indulgent, baseless logifying -
A substitute for odious vice - (not defying)
To ascend beyond worldly scheme,
Reaching shadowless hill...
Far from burden of self-will,
Disposing of: pseudo-kindness,
The slavery of fake humility,
Amorphous, nebulous notions,
Clouded by self-serving,
Convenient emotions...
To venture foolishly
Into realm beyond
Practical intellection -
Dwarfish cerebral scope,
Yoked to mutant predilection
Is failing to abide
In defensible hope...
And, holding
Scanty facts
Of Sacred Science...
The attempted scribble
Is just rubbish, lacking
Trustworthy reliance...
Limbless, brittle thought
Has no muscle to
Prime Mover's laud...
Sterile yet adorned thought
Exposing insolent "gunshot."
Pseudo-testifier
Unpromising inverter -
Full Truth denier!
Broken, patchy thoughts -
The heart is dying...
Pasturing on a lot
Weather-beaten,
Dried out and
Unedifying...
Earthlings...
Less than a speck of dust...
Blissful End is bound to utter trust,
Yet, they cling to "valued" trash!
Which Hand Mighty shall smash...
Just polluted rags,
Die down!
Unabashed brags...
All at fault...
Carrying hogwash tags...