These, cacophony that beggar’s description
Disorder from indecent breed incubating,
Confusion of tongues, in lyrical hoax,
Filthily dressed to undress my mind,
Our teacher teaching theories of writs and wits
These promiscuous pastors parading piety with nudity
Lewd licentious and libidinous specie luring laurels with drama,
These traditional priests tutoring the innocent as skilled orthodox guru
Folly forming and fuming fire on podium of cerebrals
These gangs of immoral breeds hovering over men with enthusiasm
Sick physician administering drugs on the ignorant,
These,
Coup against Coleridge,
Wired Wordsworth,
Barron as Blakes
Shapeless Shakespeare,
With excessive deluxe paint like a red zone hawker,
These fashions clogging the pump of poetic flow
With the garbs of a seductress
Allays my feet to the “gutter-most” pit of whores
These, who feigned folly as fashion forcing Mr. Flesh, to a quickie,
Teach me the lyric and lines and morals too
Inspire my curious heart in poetry and NOT the contours of shapeless show
Evoke in me a desire and arouse my intellect and NOT to lust
Induce me with scintillating lyrics and NOT to the nightmare and dreams of succubus
Tempt my heart to scholastic loyalty and NOT to the apple of Eden
Conjure the parley of mutated minds with words
Come again to the conference in art and rags of skilled minds