A Cry of a Boxum Advocate
By: Nathaniel F. Naigan
In
a world full of truculent beings, censure is inevitable and conflagration of
evil is ubiquitous. Now, let me have a solemn colloquy with you my dear
readers. Aye, I am not an apt knight, which was an axiom-a self-evident truth,
indeed. But please be reminded that I am a buxom advocate for truth and a buxom
advocate for truth will always be a buxom advocate for he is vigeverent to be a
valiant bellicose against those wanton and will create a neo-voodoo to
terminate those monsters that are just making their cache full.
To
deploy millions of mighty leaders around the territorial parameters of those
wise elected and appointed reptiles is a must. Though, there will be a great
impact cause by the colossal forces of darkness and righteousness, new
tenements of hope will be build.
I’m
sure that in the end, the voice of our vulnerable compatriot will be the
destroyer of the weir for us to walk freely along the tranquil alley wherein
harmonious unison of love, peace and equality can easily be heard by our
voluptuous tympanum.
Let
us vociferate the rhythmic sounds of the endangered justice and form a tryst
that gives our tormented fellow countrymen the microscopic chance to see the
real verisimilitude.
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