Trade

Without conspiring, vision sees through truth the affectation multiplies exclude, as if a band notorious were sleuth and fought together, undersized by youth! The victor sees through eye of victim's brood did hesitate it not to challenge rude and stir the violence, needed interlude while assuage estimated is the clued! The battle rages, trade for trade, life's mood of right and wronged, forever vengeance hood does the hide the engine, men not understood are teamed like puppets dancing ~ erstwhile tuned Observing through the tear is wasted stood, like moment opens once the road untrod that look at last, its seeing cleansed by rod does witness in its era, holding nod! I see it now, not last ~ some vintage loved so deep within man's soul, its battle had does trade his being, leaving something clad in justice . . . while the trade remains still sad!