Metamorphosis of the rhymes
hopelessly in line with courtesy
is empty hospice.
Without remorse
but with vile and venom
I kill the crowd
with the power of Gideon.
Read the history,
its pity and misery,
polymorphism of Golem
is cruel and boring.
Be straight, kill quickly
with direct blows
for the world to know
of your prowess
in making ecstasy
verses metastasis
influencing your melody
- it’s the cheapest parody
or a hieroglyph
with lines curved and crooked.
No one will look at it,
your style,
your flow is a stowaway
on an empty ship.
You’re doomed to weep
with no one to hear
but the pariah will always win
and make it clear to oil your gear,
to get the air flow,
to tighten the string
in a bow to step up
and let the world know
that one cannot ascertain high
without the deepest low.
Metamorphosis
© Copyright: Влад Восток, 2018
Свидетельство о публикации №118080801019
Свидетельство о публикации №118080801019
Рецензии