Grotesque Replies

By Cole Douglas Hennessy

Grotesque replies disguise the prime opine;

When time then spawns the scorching solar flare,

Benign is rude and rude becomes benign.

Creators that reformed the planet’s spine

And wish for more incline, sincerely swear

Grotesque replies disguise the prime opine.

Facades of action, good in sight, define

The doom then destined for men not aware

Benign is rude and rude becomes benign.

The statues that embody what’s divine

Embrace the welder’s carping flame for their

Grotesque replies disguise the prime opine.

Unkind kings that speed up distress confine

Forsaken warning portents that declare

Benign is rude and rude becomes benign.

My love, my wish your hand still was in mine

Will not reverse your death I caused in scare.

Grotesque replies disguise the prime opine.

Benign is rude and rude becomes benign.

By Cole Douglas Hennessy