And master its travesty
A liturgy of its praise and Alakazam
In the sonnets of blackpower's oracles.
This version is mine "
",Give me thy version "
An olive branch like transition pelt him
Shock like alarm bell for holistic grail
Of chastity and scolded leaps.
Saith he in the legible garbs:
"From the fairest earthlings in the volcanoes of empiricism
Shall we not pluck patience
Over its leadened pall and alarm bells of impassioned streets
Hypnotizing the immodest to bully and strike
In the fugacious tempest of emotivity
Greases by dearth of meekness and chastity
Shall we not learn patience the hidden lady
Of mothernature's streets of golden hills
Supplanted upon the oddballs of victorian hills
Where siblings and progenies disowned her chastity for golden fleece?
Shall we not learn chastity where beauty's roses rise and fall?
Adornment at the background fades at the blockbuster trees
Tender roses that feedest the lightest flames
Over 🌞 sun's grilly oven slumped prior to the golden morn
Tender boom shatters tender roses with tender gloom
As tender gloom in the tender loin roasts them
With no chastity into the lake of fire
A sweet herald to the gaudy rings,tender gloom buries at the quickest
Pity the earth over this weakneed of gaudying springs
The desolate ages of squandered epochs
Magnanimous musketry of graces and graces in furnishing flux
A downpour of heaven's moisture over radicles of imponderable Cosmos.
When patience shall besiege thy writ with chastity in every dimension astray
And dig thee trenchwarfare in the deepest field of tender roses 'boom beef
Thou shalt not covet to grouch in the scorn of gleeful time
Over arrogant livery so gazeth steel to make haste
To tap the beauty of thy tender roses 'bloom
And interrogate time over censure of her reprimand
In thy burnish of immodest verdict over hollowed venture
Where bigotry speaks the bike that only thy custom
Could come to the bliss of such acquittance
To say that thy immodest verdict had no sunken eyes
Starry oculus from empyrean heights you say
Were the thriftiest of hallowed eulogy mortals could take
And thou could say"the fairest verdict ever from the fairest child on straying earth"
And ridicule the chastity of the old as the freckle of time
And sum all entreaties that detest thee as grievous consort from the pit of hell.
Tender roses either Cruxed with gloom or bloom
Reckons not with thy ambidextrous nature of maverick hands
Behold grace is giveth grace is summoned
Do -yoyo upon the Earth's mounds piles of golden hays by gift splashes from above
Patience speaks her meta language in the scolded pride of the unconformity .
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