Evangel of hypocrisy

You choose to be a preacher in the void,

A petty King of virtual realms,

With prolix, verbose, vagrant words deployed

Such army, patience overwhelms!

Disparaging the poet’s honest heart

With analytic postulates,

Your pride in verse is math rather than art:

A dismal beacon in the mist.

You have dishonoured, devastated me,

You’ve played with feelings not your own.

Hinc et nunc by emotional degree,

By verse I shall retaliate.

They say that verse and prose are the greatest weapons to discredit those negative people we meet in life. This is incomplete and it's a first attack to a moderator of who has done great evil and has dishonoured me. His dictatorship, his sense of the all-knowing is insufferable. I've been banned by the forum without having a chance to show the other members the reasons for this. Never join that website, it has joined my blacklist.

Forgive my anger, it is quite uncommon, but being called a beginner and being told that your artistry literally "sucks" is too much even for me.

keltica