Smile Afore Thee Rhine with the Memphis of rhyme,
A blasphemous tribune addicted to mortal shrine,
Galloping the vague, restoring the wishful assembled blade,
Darkness and alight, they tremble a sign together,
Yet the all mighty tremulous fade, now and forever

Gathering the sure afore ones held, humbling in disastrous plight,
Stable wares and aware of yet tomorrows dew,
Motion afore the heavenly reckless might,
Little stubble along the dusted, stowage remorse bank,
Less alive they still roam towards endless rank,

Horse whisper aside from sorrow and fearless groan,
Warriors ones known, now became another ones stow;

Victory ones held made shine the ruins of tomorrow,
Yet somehow bellowed with strode,
The thought behind the chime, the rhyme, and the endless suffering,
Memphis shaken by all mighty toed,
Ruins of shame, desperately frocked for one man and his belief,
Stolen above awareness, afore recentness for another’s grief,

Strong evasion and smothered with confusion,
Vague yet warrior bravely proud, take heed of the one chose,
Past the sense of yet to happen, yesterday was his favorite stage;
Today again, this is but a thought of tomorrow’s vision of blackened rose,
Together enchained warriors march the distance with pride and rage,

Awaited by fear and staggered memoirs,
Soon thought blessed ravened hitless flame;
He stood; blazed in time along emotion and hidden from shame,
Staggered lapsed the sphere and taught endless the taste of lime,
Eulogize the mother of reign,

Lorgnette the evolved mass, gathering the arena,
Stoked by softness and owning the dull frame,
Self throttled, away sown the soundless pride from lust,
Thus, are the sorrow, the fetish and the weak,
With blunder for the ones we trust