Ubris Affected, Infected, Respected and Projected

The scent of ascent To dizzying heights sometimes impelled dark nights To invade spaces and faces that sent Shivers and quivers that brought down knights Drunk on ubris Expecting fame Catalyzing a crisis Drowning in shame From which no escape route Drew nigh the harder knights beat chests When the glint from their boot Failed tests Reliability and validity in human warmth Couched in solemn language Dwelt not in vintage cloth That couldn’t and wouldn’t conceal the seepage Emptiness in cold hearts Wept In radical ramparts Kept Multiplying in moves so inept Peasants and passersby So adept Perceived as dry Manifestations of lost souls Without an agenda of sympathy and empathy Whose gregarious goals Suffered irreparable atrophy Cos knights reforms they repelled Advice for improvement they rejected Friendly folks from vicinity they expelled Until ubris pushed to limits of insanity knights affected, infected, respected and projected.