Infamy In Faith
Sour are your ways, bitter are your passions. We are a passionate bunch, a pair well trained in speech and conviction, but you’ve steered away from the way of life, diverted in the discipline of your youth. In silence, you cast a pleasant shadow that covers many on the path from the glares of twilight and her brutish radiance while emitting a deadly poison with your words and boastful actions, riddled with arrogance and delusion.
Your feet scorch the ground you tread upon, leaving agony and disarray, steering those strong in faith in weak harmony with one another. Upon reflecting, you are a blissful treat before and someone to admire, a delight to be around, and one I treasured for so many years, but now you are a sour delicacy, a fruit no one can handle.
© Roderick Lukenge