Assymetry part 10

Black power:How do you juxtapose the accolades of an acidulated dysphemism cast in dysphoriac dysphonia and splashed in dysplasia of riddling dysphasia to orchestrate dyspeptic dysphagia as if the dystopian but in legible audience not smothered at dusk ?

Dysthymic depression morphed into chronic kind and those who watch vigiled from afar.

Not that the worst case scenario apposite apriori but will the voice of his breath be gone too soon and not now arboreal harangue like the blossoming voice of nightingale 

That frost snow pierced the navel and thrift of thy hollow ear ? 

White power:That once again the mute may be mute and not necessarily to mute the unmute.

Black power:You know something the power of freedom instills the dream of the broken nuggets beyond times of the quiter.

Whose shallow banal of yesterday and today kindled burnt jocund for a common future.I owe my the unpalatable theft of destiny.

White power:Can you believe that?You knew nothing of the essence of freedom until more fracticide and patricide resurface to smash the Commonwealth of the gods? Siblings hardly price their verdict untill they re gone.

Black power:Yonder light not the same as the belittled stars.The motion of freedom until yesterday's suddenly became the esteemed price of liberty in the morning ages to come.From the womb of flora to the chagrin feets of the alien,the birth of new birthdays shall enliven us the esoteric myth embedded in the carminative loop of unseen cosmos.If you take away your aesthete,esthesis of esthesia might be the fugitives of dreams far away choked in the sands of Sahara.

White power:I understand but once the estoppel is contrived even the law of karma barely threshes backward the punitive ethnos of omni specie.We re not immune nor peculiar to the ethos of Mt everest to slaver this myth laid bare by necessity the mother of invention.Old habit is a burden trapped in the burdens of memory and hid in the season of anomie.Does it not require carpet bombing to destroy old habit which they say never dies?

Enter Octopus 

Octopus:Hail I wish to threaten others but so much bolaji.

Black power:What?Are you insane?

Octopus: Bolaji's a carpet knight knew nothing about chivalry and Bolaji falls and rises in this elementary mode and nothing but a coward in the space flight of warped season and time.

White power:Okay why haven't you say this before at the farm?

Octopus:Thy competition like a Casanova over this object of boring love so irrational I guess and so did I not boo thee all thereafter in my closet at night .

Black power:You re not far from honesty.Besides,all ladies the same old and young,toddler and teen and what man can do?

White power: Your spouse too a bully . How dare you?Stop trumpeting the sleigh bell.

Black power:The true digits of love and amorous rites are found only in the Casanovas grilled by Delilahs of their fate.Nothing more nothing less.