Chastisement

Nothing to cite
Nothing to spare

Nothing worthy of Love
Nor despair.

Without a purpose
Shielding a door

Transuding....
I ask for no more

Breathe. Smile.
Think for a while.

What made us abide
Chiseling from the side?

To keep up the race,
Did we cass our own face?

Seeking veneration,
Blinded by Desperation?

I aver just one thought
Above the rest we sought...

From dust he hath arisen
Dust he shall meet

All shall stand by
Until you kiss his feet.