These days have been designed quite advertently
Creating this Time of Adversity
No doubt dictating days of uncertainty
The serpent sees
That certain persons be
Working worriedly
And hurting while dispersing verses of urgency
Yet their burning neurocircuitry
Is hurting thee, while it concurrently
Begins to REACH and offer us a new currency
War waged against the sage on the earths stage, perfectly
Imperfect persons birthing a universe of hurt you see?!
All the while, I go a bit berserk yet speak earnestly
KNOWING that everyday this year has been a recurrent theme
A serpents dream, recurring while blurring schemes
Take this rhyme as a current seed, as I bleed burgundy
These words I disperse are MY CURRENCY
And I offer it freely undeservedly, to each earthly person see?!
'Cause this unearthly nerdy wordy person be
Exerting words of urgency, 'cause THERE IS an emergency
And its more than what the current emergence be
Now I'm forced to be the subversive person of insurgency
Purposely working through words, but not a person of inerrancy
Feeling excited and a bit nervous, this syllabic surgeon sees
The loss of solidarity and all persons be, working in divergencies
Now, what's internally burning me
Is that I gave myself the courtesy
To exert words of such syntax surgery, psycho-surgically
Even vermin have been burned to the third degree
Because I hold a certain KEY, through my wordy servicing
Teary and forever fearing what's nearing...
As I see what's irking me, is the manifestation of a hurting scene
To much hurt birthed with persons curt in words personally
I'll be kinetic and NOT inert in words exerted perfectly
Being a cathartic artist, dispersing these
Will inadvertently get persons flourishing, at least internally
Excuse my being a recluse
No excuse while I enthuse a few purposely, at least verbally!