Disregard

Radiant skies bloomed in the blood of treason,
shivering lies marooned the floods of reason.
People despised me shall all faults are within,
ripples defamed me shall no acts are to win.

I shall never take the blame for the rotten people,
whom rejected me as someone slightly respectable,
whom annihilated my pride, fame and spectacle,
whom disregarded me as a person, heart too feeble.

While they could always try,
they could never achieve their aims,
as I would be smothering their cries,
gradually, until they were maimed.
Such ignorant, selfish bastards with the minds of a child,
at least a child would be of a requirement for society
in the so distant future.
Nothing and no clouds shall push me around so wild,
undermine my efforts which I interpreted with variety,
all while I remain demure.

I admit that my strength relied on the courage of others,
some beloved brothers,
whom deserted me when I was through the times,
where the misery rhymes.

But my stamina is limited, just as everyone else,
and I require a time where I could do nothing else.
Such ecstatic moment.
But the sordid fools shall have me as their servant,
and do nothing else but everything which mattered,
to their nonexistent glass which they claimed shattered.
Such remarkable talent,
all wasted on the minds of people so malevolent.