You pointed to Sorrow
Playing,
In my head
And yet,

Forgot to mention,
Motorhead
As did I,
Forget to,

The both of them
My mistake!
Yes it was an amalgam
A few word from the both and many mine -

Wrapped on the darkest
Of
The
Rhymes

I Ever
Produced,
Until
This good time

Somehow on this
My stance is
That
Words

Are
Only
All
Colors

On
The palate
Of an artist
With

Them he paints.
Words we use today,
Were actually
Coined By men of God

The writers, prophets, bards and saints
To
Be
Variedly arranged, designed, juxtaposed; in diverse syntactic orders.

By
varied
minds, hearts, souls, rhymes and designs.
in
Poems and prose!
And they have
No;
Cast, creed, borders, nationality, faith or religion!
If you still
deem it
plagiarism,
I will be glad to have my account canceled - and be darn, damnable of damned!