I came into this life on a mission/
Clear and bright/
To preach against the darkness/
To shine the purest light/
Against hates burning embers/
I wield agapes fire/
To warn of karma's cycle/
To uplift and inspire/
With a heart forged of gold/
Yet marred by warriors strife/
Scars etched deep by hatred/
Reminders of my life/
The battle long and weary/
My voice, a beacon strong/
Some hear my call for kindness/
Though many heed it wrong/
Yet still I teach the lessons/
The right path to embrace/
To live with love and virtue/
To lift the human race/
For in the darkest hours/
A glimmer still does gleam/
The God of the Eternal Night/
Fulfills the sacred dream/
Nary earthly idea what needs done next,
each candidate seeks his opponent’s hex.
Their Agapes are sloppy,
carnal mistake they copy,
lost in a googolplex of carnal fix!
All their tables are full of their vomit,
very much so with all idle comment!
We need us a carnal flush,
right down the white throne a plus!
Carnal greed gone to seed, they are unfit!
For and in honor of Carolyn Devonshire and Contest!
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