Four rows of cornered criminals elude justice of the American sway.....
Bestill this jilted wilted heart to morosely never stay this soon to be saddened day.
Melodious intrigues stunts further growth of heart felt revival...
Only the conceptual ineptual denial of forcefulness may
one day to come hither to thee as a once thought out peaced survival.
May last that unconcerned past...
Unwakening sleep of unconscionceness blankets out to man
a most intrusive and lo' abusive shadowed cast.
At last-At last, no more future to a futureless passed.....
As i tried to forestall.
That last curtinouse certainous last call to arms left clefted....
As chest's heaved heavily hurtful and lastly sad.
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/melodious-intrigues-of-the-wornly-broken-heart/
