I despise your disrespect
I refuse your hidebound resolutions
And to keep a flawless patience
While you belch narrow conceptions

Sometimes a loosen rein
When bad dog
A tighter halter
A boar disguised as a vulture
The perfect vision of a loathsome demeanour

I'm a comic misanthrope
You, the pitiful, me, the antichrist
Isolation is my reply

People who live in glass houses
Should not throw stones

My disdain is a godly gift
Loathe is my unpolished stone

To each one, their place

I live this hate
A visceral stimulation
For a virtuous spirit

Confinement takes me and this grudge
Molds me as a reckoner judge
And slaughters such naivety
That the skies won't witness further