The mandate of a lifetime
Like a growing seed sprouting into a flora
Sealed by a globe of innocence
Decorated by the warmth of a mother’s kiss to her child
In an envelope, she delivered her seed to the world
A world catered by the misery of a peasant
Encompassed by a shallow substance of spite for the man on the throne
Reigned by the word of the devil
Breeding symptoms of a corrupt soil
Of greed and arrogance
Memories of euphotic innocence the seed sought
In a letter, he wrote of a manic struggle
The anguish of a lifetime
Sworn to a destination by the mailman
To a withering casket dwelling in eternal perishment
– “A man mothered by the world”