Spirit of the Rhyme

The Spirit of the Rhyme, chose by flows where ever it goes nobody knows
initially we try to tame its frame to purpose the same as what was wanted at first but at last
of each part come the sound of correct heart adorn by human nature to imbue importance
to pattern, or is it pattern to importance that determines our wager?
What is this force that shapes a hierarchy or list of priority?
Progress reports of monarchy of monetary of qualitative quantity of quantitative quality,
the alliance with the likeness that is ingrained in sentence enders is a dieing art,
not much for lack of interest but because of personal displacement
in the growing Kingdom of Animalia.
My objectivity of the subjectivity of the objectivity
is a choice of striven improvement to get to the bottom
of this sureness we seem to require.

Know Yourself

Know..
The entire collection,
Define..
the entire cognizant,
Heave..
With all our might,
Feel..
the concussion of experience,
Reverberate..
Through the cooperlative,
Effort..
Added by every peace,
Live..
As masters of the arbitarily,
Differentiate..
Between differencelessnessityeringlyimity,
Confuse..
Not friend nor enemy,
Realize..
Its necessity to personify,
Yourself.