The worst happenings singer - Poem 2.4
63A decision to rule an host of rulers formless ancient past
A riddle to curse the spirit of anonymously congruency last
It could have been worse had it been the admirable cast
As the world turned it could be graveyard digging to host
The timid were weak and took heed to the owl who manifested
She spoke of the high pitches and low downtrodden individualized
She came across the ages with a stone and an axe to pick realized
It was the cause of the loss of animal freedom and knowing tertiary
So cold was the world she couldn't stand the thought of mortuary
A dealing of a worldly lost cause and a disinterested part cruelly
Took part in a past full of trench down feelings of a curse of new year
Believing she was right took due course to find a season of change in peers
It was their last fallen angel to discover her singing praises from her heels
She knew them to be cause of believing the animosity that went evolving
Somebody stuck a word in her mouth that revolved around a song enticing
It was her great voice that allowed others to get freedom from a lost soul
She made them to believe it was their witness to a song that enveloped mankind
Came back towards the horizon full of depth perception of what wanted her to sing
She was the one who admonished onlookers to see them through the thickets
Of the worst cause humanity had to grieve a loss to the world of drowned thoughts
It wasn't the worlds worst total surrender to god that allowed them to breathe again
This time without the owl who stole the show of a great singer.
