The pretender plays not to love pure and natural,
but blunders his part with repetitive babble.
To require an audience is the most basic mistake:
the insecure demand a show to conceal what is fake.
Cogent rapport is well timed and sensitive-
gesture and mood are subtle and attentive.
The elegant in spirit are masters of nuance;
marathon speech is the dull praising the dunce.
The sweet waters laugh as they caress stone and earth;
the stars sing their way to man with heavenly mirth.
But from his mouth pours a flood of twisted verbiage,
or clear rhythmic speech spoken with melodic usage.
Darvish prays for the verse that praises the Master,
and begs the devil to avert the pretender’s disaster.
