By the hard of heart
In their heart of hearts
Let it be seen by the harsh eyes
In the hue of hard times
Or one's wearing hearts on sleeves
Slightly understood, or properly perceived
By the people purged pure
Or the rightful wrongdoers
Saintly sinners
In the sewers
Or even the tall tenements
In the sky refined regiments
These fast or slow sentences
Smirking at the evidence
Of words far from effortless
As they spew from a tongue
That before this begun
Had a heart space for drums
The melodious and rhythmic
Mixed with
Verses of aggravation, my reverence
It still did
Much to produce
And enthuse
These messages
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