New heights to be reached,
Everyday,
When following the principles,
Preached.
Whip the master’s eyes,
Popularity from every vice,
Raging in every vein of soul unpossessed,
with self unsuspect,
Tried my best to make this lyrical,
Failing miserably;
Tried to be rhetorical,
Fate planned otherwise;
To show the general decay,
Of new found decadence;
As well as the evolution of my soul,
MOST POSITIVELY DECAYED.