My aspirations are ever free falling
words exit my mouth through anxieties of society, life, religion
I am but a vessal ever growing, ever changing
god gave me literations bound by preparations
made for the worlds acceptance of my acrimony, benevolence,
peaceful sighs of genius, coughing up brilliance,
wining, dining and conjuring scholarly excellence from high
the mastermind behind wordly omnipotence.
this gift is a presence,
neither man or woman can destroy or silence.