Er, I have no reason to doubt you,
when it’s merely claimed,
you contain possibly,
the expertise and knowledge,
found in like states and translations,
but it should also be appreciated,
none of this amounts to existing verified either.
Which brings us back to said declarations,
rather still in a queue,
outright rejected,
all up to accepted with faith,
put more accurately,
believe whatever I promulgate,
mocking those rash assertions as well,
launched from other trained barkers,
infinite centuries ago escaping the cave.
Prophesy atop weak explanations,
akin to about any category, series, and version,
whether sworn down across knees,
seemingly begging as though my life,
or every being’s ultimate survival,
depended on each word passing a baptism,
heavily tested and dissected,
just in the eventual finale,
limply placed above unknown trust yet again.
Sharwrong's Song 