Sage II

By the sweat of my brow,

Champions are conflicted,

Soft spoken words are heard,

Yet none are really convictions,

Sensation unless maximized has a front door,

Police that are typical undermine the score,

Fears are defensive upon the grace to put,

Blocking cohesion under the face I look,

Defiant seals swim in oceans,

Hubs of steel conceal the motions,

Divers early run into walls,

Come up from where the duty calls.