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Hope?


Ambidextrous torturers

Extrapolate how much longer we can last

And laugh in grisly satisfaction. 

Those with the idiosyncracy of Hope

negate the facts,

Imputing universal regression as coincedence. 

 

Our maladroit attempts at success

Only result in severe excoriations

Those who proclaim to have seized the prize

Must deleteriate worse than all

Forcing duplicity over their segment

of ubiquitous preponderance.

 

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