Radical Guidance

Arrogant are the children of despair, Battling demons that threaten to betray, Caustically they bedevil the ensnared, Damaging thus their reputations frayed. Either they rise or die in that prison, For none may escape its hostilities, Given they'd welcome change to partition, Hardly a thought regarding them bullies. Indeed I say, hells incursion is harsh, Justly they will see the bode of foresight, Knowing fully they'd fall into a marsh, Labouring thus to climb out of its spite. Monstrous you feel in the name of rage, Nightly wanting to ravage the goofballs, Occasionally if that could be you'd page, Proposing so some resolve to their falls. Quenching too a grisly desire for blood, Radical it might be but you're the key, Salvation therefore will come like a flood, Taking the despaired into a new spree. Under your guidance they will be brutal, Validating thus their life and ideals, Wasted not, or wayside from the truthful, X-rays will discover their lies concealed. Your assail on them should be purposive, Zestful too as they seek reasons to live.