The Author

The Author


An author possesses pride,
not unlike detectives or spies
uncovering inquisitive hides
with precious provided proofs.

Composed not to be glossed over
by poignant barbs, fact-less,
to divert, then erase unerring tracts
to discredit. Tactless.

Avoid these–plagiaristic spoofs;

since ‘truth’, in fiction and ‘non’,
sincere inquiring eyes to open minds
ferret to find

not on parchment

Nobel prizes
at times honorably

awarded because of diligent effort
spun as silken threads winsome
to clothe in regal principles

young to old
poor to rich

gratefully to shed
old personalities

A book to engender pride
gloriously held high by many
touches hearts revealing
life’s perplexing answers

which pleasure seekers
may subconsciously decry
as fearsome commonalities

Pouring over each page

bled shed light
feeding nations
acquired wisdom;

honestly, a cure
to ignorance’s cancer.

A ‘bestselling’ author alive,
yes preening with humble pride
expects questions to reveal
secreted reasons

not danced around
as horses called ‘prancers’

measured depth

spurned as poison
drunk producing blistering lesions.

This author waits
anticipates ‘whys’ in valued conversations,

even rehearsed prose or rhymes
willing to spill methods, fears
confronted in time

till reached:
the perfect
publishing season.

Then the author is perched
to supply responses other’s search
for international readers to inspire.

Yet, disappointed becomes
when open mic does not hum

since misinterpreted by some critics
mentally tired

confusing the meaning of what’s been written
after carefully penned,
disrespectfully read.

Criticized scum
their total summation
while the author bethinks
their spouting’s perform

unloving high treason

as, definitely
He’s not dead

did not paid intellectuals hire
for falsehoods to spread as though keepers
of His literary fire.


majorities prefer
to play professor to other’s words,
instead of consulting freely the author.

Thus, a broken trust
when not honored but thrust aside Fatherly counsel

Not inquired mature advice
but promulgated an insidious conspired dismissal
of this author hated

his trustworthy expressions
written and well-spoken


So, this Author’s deferred
his judgements buried not heard
by a humanity dreading divine guidance

who stumble and swerve in gross darkness reserved
as accountability’s reaping what’s deserved
is considered an inconvenience
with righteousness overrated.

But, truth requires acts of godly devotion
desired. Faith coupled with adult responsibility.

Not free-will of one-self eternally to lead

since imperfect hearts driven end in death
whether fast or slow one’s traveling speed.

A lack of gratitude for higher learning
leading to eternity–

A gift from a loving Author
Life-giver would be a tragedy,

agreed? To not by Divine wisdom
be taught then righteously bred

not wise

a travesty transpired
by a narcissistic humanity?


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