Writer, Poet, Social Commentator
Valid values versus varnished vice
varied vast vacuumed vents
Victorious victim vanquished vase
Very vexed valiant vengeance.
Come to me, oh ye that thirst
Starry bleary weary eyes
Find thee rest for thy soul first
Buy my lies and shed thy cries.
Storied men kneel at my bequest
Valiant hearts my mercy request.
Who is he that boast so loud?
Scoffs and struts and huffs so proud?
I am a killer of dreams
Nay a monster in life’s streams
Leviathan of desires in case of glass
The rods of iron, the bars of brass.
Fear me and go no further
The veil before thee a shelter
Try not, oh drink not thy freedom
I, thy greatest mirage, have won.