An infinitesimal quantity of thoughts to traverse
Bury and dispose that which is perverse;
Lacking in time to sort all my queries
No time to quell any particular worries
A requital of anguish, misery, and woes
We’ll create a sanctuary and keep from being lachrymose.
A natural shield to prevent the form obloquy
Defend ourselves from the playground bourgeoisie.
No real need to be pugnacious
But definitely be conscientious –
But of course fun, with unique sobriquets
© Luis Valencia