Inception Of An Age Of Perseverance Poem by Paul Amrod

Directionless with an alibi in thoughtlessness exposes incompetence.
Heeding the winds gusting horrendously animates hordes of bystanders.
Provocative statements elude comprehension confusing the conspicuous logic
to send waves of indifference against the oncoming debasing of reverence.
The prognosis is fabricating a nonsensical farce on the stage of life to meander
progressive thought into a shamble of obvious misrepresentation with a rhetoric
of obtrusive propaganda eradicating our likelihood for proper pacifistic standards.
As a guru extends his metaphysical horizon to encompass empirical realms
he encircles the epitome of grandeur to magnify our perception of ecologic
decency burgeoning a terrestrial garden of illumination and succulence.
Resembling the contrasts to impose clarity of the unravelling of just topics
is the facsimile of the gorgeous nonetheless dangerously poisonous oleander.
In these horrific hours of doubt and bewilderment we muster a psychologic
barrier protecting the innocence of the faultless babbling babies of consonance.
Conducting of choir of cooing angels brings sighs of wonderment in music
resonating through chambers echoing through valleys of rainbows in consequence
of our remembrance of the frictionless harmony which captivates and overwhelms
the faithful who humbly beseech for reality
and the inception of an age of perseverance.
Silently whispering their condolences while deeply radiating a sublime confidence
are the monks of Nicene alleviating the dilemma of a two-forked devilish tongue.
This is the advent of benevolence returning with the breath of our gentle Emmanuel
entering our weary souls as a euphoria then flourishes inside our elderly and young.
The awareness of the invasion of intimacy with an egotistical approach of surveillance
upsets the conception of the irrelevance
of their actions of pure banality and utter stupidity.
Calling for the execution of whistleblowers alerts us
to this alarming and preposterous stance
of these separatists and their quandary
of selfish demeanor exercising power with iniquity.
Regardless of their supposed supremacy we revel in our independence
being completely unstrung and quietly snippy about their idiocy
while holding on dearly amongst the torrid winds of injustice.
Exercising our literacy to pronounce the crystal clean assumptions of proper dignity
we bellow to the stars in the Sagittarian nights
of a bitter cold December waiting for the solstice
to deliver the twilight as the Goddess of Love shines stupendously
amongst the appearance of the aurora borealis
which arouses and intensifies Nature toward its marvelous chrysalis.
The hatred the henchman propagate will not hinder our celebration of winter's genesis
which futile ignorance cannot annihilate as we appeal
to our guardians in grateful deliverance.