Incognito

Recently I was looking at a poem that I wrote and I realized that I wanted to transform the poetic structure. The words remain the same but its essence, I thought, could be changed through the disorganization of its words. So, here goes - (by the way this is an original poem that I wrote a while back, copy write information is available at poetry.com)

A True Life (to the Child within..)

Amongst the rancor and discordant harmonies that challenge our spirit even unto the Darkest Hour. A pure vision is borne of who we must become Twixt the abhorrent alleyways 'tis wound round our souls whilst in Brightest Light. Made Whole by those who dared make that visage become Stride Lords of light, blessed peasants of such an insidious plight oft referred by many a' names. I call them "the Golden People";of late, indurate survivors of hate For wherein lies the Courage to strive 'ganst infinite odds. Thus being greater than the sum of their individual parts And in the being, one may live a true life.

Tommie Nathaniel Carter

Now, I am not at all sure that I have removed enough structure to make that unrecognizable. Anyhow it was a first attempt and as I like to remember the famous quote by Thomas Edison "I haven't failed, I've found 10,000 ways that don't work." With that in mind, one down and 9,999 to go.