Here you are the indignant figure,
lost in a world to perplexing to comprehend,
Drowning your anxieties through outsourced negligence\'s,
bitterness and hatred feeding off of your inability.
Harrowed by your desire to fight to the bitter end.
Bliss negligence cannot last forever building you fences
gate less and unomiting, locked in by your own
choices, surpassing your judgement with a benign process.
Yet one foot forward you strive onwards not backwards towards glory,
showing your mettle through the pestilence that consumes you, and models you.
Producing a being not of inconsistency but a conclusive anomaly a thing so before your time you
are isolated in a scrum and fighting all around,
You have now found a meaning for your Oven and Dough
To lesson the loss of all.