Set more in store
The ore is an either
Whose or is any mineral
That lives in the center of the earth
Dig! It's a shovel day,
To be clear,
Our land is our grave
These stones are the knave
Prepared for ecclesiastical
Erudition and paucity
Fill your syllable cup
And don't determine meaning
By rote, these words fill
The imagination
With confusion and worth and whey
Material life is a dearth in progress
Lack and lack and knacks
To be able is not to be full
Of anything but possibility
Whose potentiality
Will run out
To that store where we set up our end
Roman Ryan 