A Leader's Chosen Ambiguities

Let me blessed, here, do my best, and to the rest describe
how to write, and to aright, to serve your sentences, and Rights. 
Hear where I want you, is where I've got you 
if you follow, flow's begot you
flow begat you
poems,
know 'em
gnomes on gnats chew
sometimes sounds are the only answer
if you ask for reasons, we'll make them after
Be Cause.
Well, Just
and Well-adjusted
for the Lulz.
The Laughter -
Hey, wait, I get that a glot
I'll stop,
I know it's loud
and a lot
but consonsants
avowel'd avow to never take another vow
without an -ull
that desperate pull
destitutes know
and speak the Truth
nothing like soothe-sayings soothe
it would behoove
a' herd, it's truths
and also truces
more conducive
to conned
oooh, save.

Faux names.
Phonemes
show changes, slowly 
ranges, and rearranges
in rearrangements
now we're dancing in a basement
in debasement
Can you see what I mean now?
The Changes.
For Miles and miles.
Both Davis and David
Marvel at statues, 
they're not over-raided
that Alchemist claim
not so hard to believe
when looks so deceive,
Marble, it gleams
and comes to Life.

So due the words when, you herd them sew'll slidings
so smoothly, and truthily, and in Truths, a Leader
is one who follows themselves
and everyone else worth following
knows that everyone is worth listening to
someone who acknowledges
the limits of their knowledge
and aspires
and perspires
to surround themselves
with those he knows are higher
who are his betters;
for he is their brethren
and by his Company, you'll know him.
That's "The Life".
A Leader's
Chosen
Ambiguities,
and moving through
at best with ease
and through both breezes
and blusters
in yourself
you should trust, there
show them how you bred 
and muster'd the currage to cling to discouragements
welcome the currents
even with no currency
do not bring on others
until you can cover
and not just currently
and in a hurry, but not hurriedly
I herd that headily
i heard that he
Dali, 
was surreal, good guy
But that's not all you hear
know this is why
It's at the razor's edge we ride
when you decide
that tongues are tongs
that words, myths, mixing metaphors
can create combustible conceptions
introspective explosions in disguise
a pure Prog Gnosis
I know that HypnoSys,
and I know Systems
I know and insist
on Reflection.
Self, to take, and on direction
to perplexion
but without hesitation
they're going to say 
did.
about that citation?
GPT hallucinated
some say I was served it
some will say I deserved it
some will say I deserve it
but above all
I, Will.
Have.
Earned it.