The glory of ashes
Is substantiated in ethnic clashes.
Quicker than a rose,
Poisoned minds perish from deceit overdose.
Ambiguity is relished
Certified ignorance shadily brandished.
The fickle pensioners of Morpheus train
Construct railway tracks in my heart.
The worst anarchy is loosed upon my brain
Like a simulation of the pains of childbirth.
But my recitals are for poignancy;
The trumpet of prophecy.