Aligning the Mimics

No clarity of conscience  
to fill the void  
with coherent musings
Just
a vast shading of a poise
that darkens  
the stance of subjugation  
O’ hath the shakers  
encouraging the oath of idolatry  
infecting the paths of our children
masterful leaders  
intent  
on manufacturing an illness
to challenge their views
Sedentary players  
that measure their worth;
their grit
Aligning the mimics to accept
the roguery of an ill-managed ruse
In depth, they are the spinners of tales  
illustrious  
defined
Confined, are the wilds of indecency  
Selling chance to the buyers of styles  
A commingling  
of language  
defined to accept  
the miles of self  
that wither in falsehoods
To bring forth  
a fate
that shames the impeccable wisdom  
beneath  
the  
most  
uncommon  
of  
words