These Damnation Days
My impetuous ways bring treacherous days
This dominion I live in gives the oblivion I rest in
These malevolent days are prevalent shades
I log my sorrows in this infernal journal; there is no tomorrow
That pastor preached in the sanctuary but never lived the visionary
My resilience shines my brilliance
The missionary days wept the arbitrary
Vanity, vanity of all calamity.
Do my revelations give pause to the damnation?