The Sophist

2014-08-27 12:00 am

What differs us;
Introspectively we diminish complexities of
 our forms.
This is why we have technologous inventions,
Rearranging norms.
We apply our new conventions,
First to rich and then to poor,
Not this our main intention,
But complex enough for sure,
To be the aim of this erection,
Before we put it in a whore,
Let's reflect on resurrection,
It is you you're fighting for.

The Sophist

2014-08-27 12:00 am

To accompany a symphony of strings;
Vibrant sounds for vibing kings;
I play the timpani and you sing.
This sitch just ain't our thing,
We just don't have what they want us to bring.

Gord

2014-08-27 12:00 am

My hero lacks discourse, 
Decisions made lack loss.
My hero lacks mustard,
Dry bread lack lustre.
Meat tastes like horse.