Cogitate Your Subsistence

Illnesses in the ploy sounds so compound,

Diseases and sickness, cure to be found

But self-inflicted is just out of bounds

As I indicted you yourself astounds

Baffling with inadequacy choices

Making life fuse with hordes of spices

And with them assistance, making life scarce

Be a hypocrisy with utter farce,

What reverence in your omnipotence?

When deference you illustrate hindrance,

Absurd you cuss of my one endurance!

You see; you’re lacking the experience,

Bigotry of your narrow-mindedness

Proves to be evidence of your madness,

Your thoughts alone shall be your prime weakness

Alas! You know nothing of His meekness.