The Form of this Mortal Exist,
is the evidence of nothing more than,
an Immortal View!!
To Whom You wish to Be,
within Your Self,
an example of How to See,
the blessing.
Humanity
Blinded by Your own doubt,
you reach-out too take,
the Innocent are Raped of,
Identity.
In Mind, in Soul, in Being, in Wealth!!
The Fold which You've used,
is not a Blind,
but a folded stow,
the Hood Exacts,
it's black and can't speak.
The Rack is The Wares,
the Men,
B.D.S.M. Masters of "All-Ready" done.
It strikes the sum,
the distance grave!!
The closer the number,
the lower I go,
but 'Wait'
I'm Set-at-Zero!!
The Gear of Let,
know wreck,
'Just' Vengeance.
It's like a Phone,
'RINGS'
with truth much as,
'The Keep' is a Dungeon,
my seat!!