Shining stunning.
Men of grandeur
Blinding, numbing
With winsome wiles in specious styles.
Speeches etching,
Rhyming, wrenching.
Men so shallow
Stumble fetching
For words that maze, to clear their daze.
Calm in disarray
Sinking day by day
Hopeless never see
Save what they believe.
Choices weakening,
Ever sinking.
Men are poisoned into thinking
That they've a voice above their noise.
Spheres of disarray
Worsened by the day
Sadly led and fooled
Without thoughts to rule.
Words of cunning Shining stunning. Men of grandeur Blinding, numbing With winsome wiles in specious styles. Speeches etching, Rhyming, wrenching. Men so shallow Stumble fetching For words that maze, to clear their daze. Calm in disarray Sinking day by day Hopeless never see Save what they believe. Choices weakening, Ever sinking. Men are poisoned into thinking That they've a voice above their noise. Spheres of disarray Worsened by the day Sadly led and fooled Without thoughts to rule. Explain Request ×
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