Seconds, Not Minutes
At the beginning of commencement
A degree of defensiveness is essential
A ensuing duel you will have to experience
Another deluded imposter insighting abandoned archaic untruths
Designed to lure you
Tantalize you
An attempt to ensnare you
By a self appointed authority
From the apex of the educated
The uncreative
The unimaginative
Miscreant and maleficent are only adjectives
Only by association, do they have meanings
In seconds, not in minutes
A solution can surface to the zenith of thoughts
A thought can disturb you
But sometimes there’s not always a resolution
Illusion akin to a delusion
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