Bequest
Turned then to tools of bequest
soliciting endurance, not love's voice
and so the prime deliverance turned invoice
is thus provisions entity, survivor's hoist!
Fighting for identity, man's poise
becomes a sheer resentment posting less
agreement to life's beauty so unnerved
as to a growing unity of trust's source!
The World's convergence nonetheless exposed
to empire of indifference, mating, stoic,
the poor, then heartened by provision's gross
then so unravel the false leader's course!
Such then the curse of sanction's trumping rates
the monetary armor of displace
the small concern, seems lost, a child's face
left outwardly to symbols most unchaste!
Such bitterness continues, nor replace
no counselors convergent laws do haste
intelligence rebate is last to place
the moral hull revalue, mourning so . . . .
Encumbrance of the numbers, left to grace!
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