Knees of Enemies of Progress

Teeming and brimming with green bile Enemies of progress plot from an evil thought The downfall from a high wall isle Against a progress protagonist caught Up in an intrigue driven in seas of darkness So black they defy illumination as foes hack Into progress folders, files and systems whose thickness Grows weary in an eerie stack Undermined by presumed friends Whose intentions and machinations defy Logic as black magic whose trends Magnify and signify the resurgence of ill winds that typify Doom and gloom in bloom In a dunk triangle when a candle wick flickers To reveal the seal and feel of failing health in a room Where life cringes and whinges when blinkers Conceal a view into a vista Whose perspective on subjective propositions Runs counter to bans imposed on a cluster Of malevolent solvents in dubious positions Vantage points disadvantage The progress protagonist thwarting good plans Promoting the motivation mote on the stage where rage Saunters, galumphing to burn buns In baking ovens cursed by Heaven For indulging in occult sciences Cursing numbers seven and eleven Labeling them catalysts of defiant stances Monitored and captured At dawn to light up forests Where the progress protagonist defends the truth featured Prominently when wizards and witches fly on owls’ crests.