Impact

Spiked raging fetuses for
never aging serene gore.
Fetid forecast of thorny floor;
rapid shrieks, cheered forlorn four.
Mightiest freak, smiled so sore;
and gore, more piles of gore;
so gorgeous, gore?

There is nothing to be ashamed of,
all are things to be famed of.
Berated for speaking the unspoken;
as the unspoken are words so broken.
Scars on your heart, false yet woven;
humans' treacherous minds are unwoven.
You've lied, you've hated, you're mistaken;
you sin and people sin, sins are unshaken.

Pride.
It is everything to be ashamed of.