King of Humility

Grateful coasting immaculate early dawn morning currents
gingerly blown wayward on daily life routines
Aloft to powerful graphic roars of hot air balloon thoughts
in colorful regal daybreak scenes serene
Gazing across magnificent woven wicker basket
beyond to dark volatile horizons cloaked in hunger of light
Days before easy living cursed livid night
wreak circumstance of sore scab estrange fights
Under siege walking familiar fog of destructive brimstone
carnivorous blades reign storms from foe
As bleak jagged paths on soles no one wished
to switch impale flesh melee in wrath to worn hole
Tempers sowed in pride of yesteryear grew tumultuous
& tempest as maelstrom rifts rip to juxtapose
Humbled is knowing weathered intricacy of daggers
gouge to be the man I am none foregoes
Seasons muddled profoundly made my soul thicker
word to coarse arrogant centerfolds reap on foot bottoms
When lawyer fees were the judicial way
of countlessly solving problems
Chasing cold spirited darkness away as motivation
of rising sun shows brazen footsteps of intense power
Time stands still in praise crystallized in memory
but stubborn shadows retreat in grudge of that darkest hour
Before faith ascension to this eagle’s crest
I witness carnage in gruesome putrid stench on numerous landfill
Knocked around in forced pottery stature
is how bog clay molds await appeal
Only reward to appraise was blood ruby stress marks
pound to broaden yoke of shoulder bone
Waited heavily on for series of burden to lift
below the jeweled crown has turned stone