Saturday, July 6, 2013


How hath thou defied humble origins?
Future's lie threatened with eternal hope,
As dreams aspired beyond frenzied margins.
Moreover, a work ethic designed to cope.
Demons traversed many rocky highways,
Though a sanctuary one step too far.
The angst, this angst, a sinner; move away,
Crest fallen beyond despair for a tsar.
But, one day, thy guard began to wither,
By way of unfettered success, no more.
Summer's glow to Winter's bankrupt slither,
Hell's snake to its indomitable core
Torso's shuddering, branches wavering,
And a reputation disfavoring.

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