Determined Distaste

Trim whims and streams of screams in the dream Blown in the undesirable direction That irks initiatives to draw the cream that floats on the rim Where your life suffers from offers of misdirection Meant to frustrate rates at which sanity cleans cobwebs From thoughts, plans and actions at the core Illuminated by lasers whose insight webs Turn up on time to mine the ore that comes to the fore When fed up with business as usual attitudes You rise from ashes like the phoenix Hurling and hurting hurdles and obstacles to scale higher altitudes Despite wishes and fishes in dishes that yield nix In the grand scheme in which significant factors Bless your endeavours and factor favors In activities that draw emerald envy from detractors and malefactors Whose hostile hope stirs fecund flavours Which diffuse in an ambience tempered with hope Despite the horoscope predicting a lukewarm outcome At night when darkness ditties in your environment drop To a miniscule level as critical strategies roam Close to home Knocking at your door, kneading a divine dough To bake the benediction bread loaf in Rome To sweep away both the scent and ferment zero Splashes within its ashes like the last kick of the dying horse Which tries harder to bludgeon blessings grace Lands in every stand you take, opting for the right course Of action to delete laces the stress of the trace A nightmare kneaded on your table In the stable where a fragile fable in its terminal state Surrendered into a blender and fender to render you more able Not only to withstand odious onslaughts but also to decimate them with determined distaste.