It is to stimulate the fantasy of mortals
I see my poems as dreams without holds in reality
What fools call evil, I call reason for survival
Strife is evolution, peace is degeneration
I avoid involving…
I would fight the forsakers of my morals
Yet my body is too feeble for combat
Therefore I use my visions of mind
Total destruction of the feeble in mind
Imprisonment and nihilistic tolerance
Trancendental actions of the essence
The bard I am awakens…
I rape…………… the virtues of defectives……………
Prodigious…………… is only the monument……………
I always was……………
And forevermore to be……………
Am I therefore a disturbed mind?
For humanity’s society formed me
Influental by mind…………… the fools who fear my words
I see my poems…………… the weaponry of my soul
I see no extremisms…………… in the cavalry of my speech
Is it therefore you call me the misleading poet?
6 september 2004