Temper is temperance, and your tantrum is distasteful.
You are wasteful with words, and your tongue is disgraceful.

Your antagonizing diction may indoctrinate neutral dispositions,
But you're stripped of sacred freedom while you veto His convictions.

My temple is flooding with thoughts— brooding and erosive,
Yet withheld by the virtue of my wisdom and endeavored devotion.



Sunday 17 November 2024