Troth's Advocate

Enfeebly driven to swoon, ye ought;

Upon courting, just One, Numen Quiddity;

Alas! Satire heckles mine Charge!

Amass them Great Unwashed, abominated is One;

 

'Tis a Honeycomb Delight in poise;

Testified curiously in a Quandary;

'One such peaceful Hogwashed Fancy!'

Ye mightest reckon now?

 

Halted! Them Sophisticated Myriad did well;

Astounding Chagrin, 'twas Charading of Skins it is!

Yea, suit the Contrary, dost ye remark?

Rouse 'O ye! Espouse ‘Swift-Descry’, physique of One!

 

For Troth is but One Profound Ultimatum;

As of yet, 'O Sophisticated Myriad to thee!

Alongside Psalms of Vast Malaise;

'Tis Troth Whom fervidly implores ye 'O Myriad!

 

Tho' religiously marred by faith;

Truism too warped, 'tis Numen Quiddity;

Stagnant Guilt, 'twas but We!

Aloof Myriad of mere Tots!

 

Psalms of Troth,

One to be untangled;

Heretofore, the Bequeathing,

Of such,  a Verdict…..

 

Grinding and Precise.

 

 

 

-Leah