Unbound Rancour

 In this land where empty hopes dwell,

Where lost souls rave and rebel,

Delusions of grandeur run unbound,

Where love dies unsufficed, ordeals swell.

All wants died a death to be spoken of,

This bondage winds my soul so rapacious,

They care only who I am the son of, 

Prominence none, but efforts tenacious.

Unsheathing the mighty pen,

Draw ink in undying candour,

Gripped with bloodthirst,

Unleashing anger, boundless rancour.