The Deepest Fire: A Vagabond of Truth

A crazed opponent corrals
A saintly optimism;
Their oftentimes iffy condition
Resembles a burning effigy
In voluntary consummation
And immense rage -
The raunchy pirates loot
The grounds and load up their vessel
With gratifying grace,
As the haughty vagabond succinctly
Buries his or her head,
Face first, into the lap of luxury -
A political recompense
Of surgical denial,
Affirmed production,
And distinct, moral clarity…

A family person of truest poise…
Their proximity to a hotel
During a special, luxurious vacation is
Such an uproarious comfort,
In which the whole bunch
Is so loving, desirous, and sweet
And having such an awesome
And treasured time…

Enduring the highs and lows
Of the most joyous blessings,
Folks are almost all beyond beholden
To God’s infinite measures -
We are all part of God’s family;
Treat each and every soul
With kindness and respect;
Show human beings patience
While giving them a much-deserved break;
And please yourselves by bestowing
A break to your own beleaguered
And decimated purviews -
No one’s perfect,
Or stands alone and confused,
In utter, annihilated chaos,
Having shown the planet
Their qualified and obstinate stance…