In offending vision, This, doth accost,
like barbed thorns amid the surly ancestral dross.
Kiss of the adder, the tongue of the asp,
They, bereft of voice, adrift in swirling throaty clasp.
Fire within liquid, vacating, swirling, alleviating
the boundless insensate, a fool's lineage permeating.
Unshackled of ripened boundness, by dulled discernment,
imposition of puerile tactlessness, foul treatment.
Clear and present the recreant, displaced from inept conduction,
through abused finesse upon naive deduction.
Disavowed and released, This, upon the vacuous.
Seek naught humility before the ingracious.