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