POETRY – RHYME



A Lesson:

Brothers three, bikers in wood,
Illicit conveyance, hush in the shop.
Hurried exchange, survey if I could,
Imbalanced barter, caught on the hop.

Dare to complain, above reproach,
Second mistake, first stated mine.
Don’t darken the door, of my glittering coach,
Rhetorical retort, to add to my fine.

Of troubles deep, far and wide,
I did enlighten, alone opposed.
Celestial bodies, that turn the tide,
Did not inform, the truth supposed.

What is justice, what is truth,
Speak the latter, negate the first.
Control the passions, not the sleuth,
Pearls of wisdom, in pains nursed.