Analysis of QUEST

Upon me a gaze from your timid shadow
Broke the fabric of my fearless barn
I feel paled down my spine
Dishonesty betook my mind
To your countenance be my dismay
Heaven wished me famished to your lofty deceit
Sought me the accent of objectivity
Betwixt your scanty providence
The avalanche of greed
Displayed in your domestic domain
I stood firm to confirm
The real identity of your dark asylum
In this so called one world, an un-unified entity
In which generality is the subject of individuality
This! a scourge I proclaim indeed
To you seedlings of my fount
Like no ethno-tongue ever emitted unto you
“In this scornful city of painful drama”
Lost to lustful lunatics leaning on….
The edge of the mortal bridge with a badge
Waiting to glaze posterity
With the guise of zenith at the nest nadir
Left me wailing in the pith of addled minds
To crystalize, the sediments of native norms.