The cauldron full of negative potion
Raging fire beneath brings it to a boil
Toxic fumes incapacitate the consciousness
In the haze of insecurity and turmoil
Obfuscating the breath of fresh air
The original roots are withering away
As the strong potion of negativity flows deep
Vitiating the very source of life’s origins
Weaknesses and fault lines are visible
Life is left vulnerable from the emerging chaos
False sense of superiority is an aberration
The core of existence is spinning is a frenzy
Cauldron full of negative potion is raging
Bubbling with enthusiasm and oozing over the brim©