Obdurant men, the worst of the abstinant

Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sanctify
Deflect their cacophonous, forceful tamps
Stand not to follow by

For the folly of the human peccavi
Pollute your being, like law do the tramps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify

A Wild Demon caught in its hexerai
In its jaw your soul it clamps
Stand not to follow by

Small creatures that can stump and deify
Stop you in your camps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify

People are the jesters who think they occupy
They want in it to be the champs
Stand not to follow by

And to you, all people, I clarify
They can be tramps
Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sancitfy
Stand not to follow by




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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am not a poet, not a writer. I am just someone who loves poetry and attempts to wrtie when I can.I have a poor vocabulary and am not trying to impress I only want to attempt to put some of my work out there it is nothing special but I am hoping someone else with think different.


Last updated October 23, 2011