The Human Stain

What of thunder and lies subvert,
Human stains stay forever cursed,
Hunted down with a forlorn shadow,
His Ashes lie scattered in rivers shallow.

Who so forever shall be known,
In the clarion calls of mourn,
Hated and Shaped with lonely fears,
Of a life drowned in emancipated tears.

Mightily as a gigantic fate,
Of dreams devoid of any weight,
What of thunder and lies subvert,
This human stain lies forever cursed.