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 .