Wearing Signs

Wearing Signs

brand my forehead apostasy
should faith be void and face is
a wall to humanistic traits
better still my life is an apparition
If lacking feeling

sensationally I despise
the signs of calloused dispositions
when thinking of the little ones

temptation brings forth
the inclination to lacerate those of
putrid epiphany aggravating
negative metamorphosis

sublimate mans disasters
relinquishing tribulation of
those who are small in defense
to perdition

sensationally I despise
the immature and turtive perishing
when thinking of the little ones

I’d rather be verdant with envy
that they live existing tangible bursting
of potential overflowing with the juices of
elicit meaning

therefore I live wearing signs
thinking of the babies