Embitterment Iis Adamantic Poem by Max Gatrell

Embitterment is adamantic,
It binds us contrite to banality.
Arduous is elevation,
Embracing hate facile.
Easier then to imprecate,
Than merit them with zeal.
Why so perplexing to commend?
Compliments coloured profane.
The fawn bravo elucidates,
The wax before the wane.
Inadequacy, scourge of all,
Comparison should be banned,
Rulers immediately burnt,
Thus measurement will cease.
Envy is our burden,
When weal should be the cheer.
Sore it is to adulate,
Dissuade by constant fear.
But paragons revolve like signs,
And Excellence is exceeded.
With each distinctive aeon,
Beauty dons a different skin.
So kindlers of glory,
Remember this resounding claim.
Expounded out of fury,
Without our fuel they'd be no flame.