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   >>>>   > and fairest   
   >>>>   > purified bounties   
   >>>>   > of refined rectification   
   >>>>   > g-d-given beneficiaries   
   >>>>   > of their golden silver hearts   
   >>>>   > of foam and sea fire   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > more animal dances   
   >>>>   > wild baby blue   
   >>>>   > romances, obligatory   
   >>>>   > heavenly justice   
   >>>>   > it clearly is upon us   
   >>>>   > chasm of chaos   
   >>>>   > continues, demiurgic   
   >>>>   > cycles loyal   
   >>>>   > pyrrhic victories   
   >>>>   > becoming questionable   
   >>>>   > autumnal   
   >>>>   > ordered shatterings   
   >>>>   > of unimaginable   
   >>>>   > pains and sufferings   
   >>>>   > silent   
   >>>>   > through a series   
   >>>>   > of cut-up   
   >>>>   > makeup mirrors   
   >>>>   > down another   
   >>>>   > rocky road   
   >>>>   > delivered, from the   
   >>>>   > strapping whips   
   >>>>   > of yet another   
   >>>>   > 400 years of slavery   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > time's wishes lifted   
   >>>>   > out from under the idle   
   >>>>   > wound, the patient   
   >>>>   > shroud rose over   
   >>>>   > a new bed for her   
   >>>>   > she is seeing things   
   >>>>   > now walking   
   >>>>   > through different doors   
   >>>>   > out of the dust   
   >>>>   > of man, straight   
   >>>>   > into more magic, pulling   
   >>>>   > rabbits out of hats   
   >>>>   > closed, reserved   
   >>>>   > reflections   
   >>>>   > on his sister, paradise, too   
   >>>>   > she'll pocket   
   >>>>   > her discovery   
   >>>>   > they are watching her   
   >>>>   > quite closely   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > torn and cast away   
   >>>>   > piecemeal   
   >>>>   > finally she flew   
   >>>>   > they cut her in two   
   >>>>   > southern belle weeps   
   >>>>   > for whoever falls   
   >>>>   > for her wicked wiles   
   >>>>   > angel always teasing   
   >>>>   > the perennial greening   
   >>>>   > of her cold man's   
   >>>>   > columbian imagination   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > they are trying   
   >>>>   > to break through   
   >>>>   > and take it   
   >>>>   > and they will   
   >>>>   > taming all particules   
   >>>>   > of collective past   
   >>>>   > she bore naomi a son   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > feeding hungry dreams   
   >>>>   > in oft   
   >>>>   > but fleeting flashes   
   >>>>   > of freedom   
   >>>>   > like the young princess   
   >>>>   > finding an infant, just   
   >>>>   > for her, caught   
   >>>>   > in the river's reeds   
   >>>>   > she drew   
   >>>>   > him out of the water   
   >>>>   > calling him thus   
   >>>>   > the baby moses   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > he will pass   
   >>>>   > her father's test   
   >>>>   > and be welcomed   
   >>>>   > with warm reception   
   >>>>   > a good son   
   >>>>   > for proud pharoah   
   >>>>   > raised as his own   
   >>>>   > educated to know   
   >>>>   > everything   
   >>>>   > there was to know   
   >>>>   > in the grand   
   >>>>   > palaces of gold   
   >>>>   > by his ministers   
   >>>>   > and advisors   
   >>>>   > all knowledge   
   >>>>   > of their modern world   
   >>>>   > moses is becoming...   
   >>>>   > the prized   
   >>>>   > prince of egypt   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > strong as heracles   
   >>>>   > and the once hirsute   
   >>>>   > samson himself   
   >>>>   > regifted his former glory   
   >>>>   > but still hung up   
   >>>>   > over delilah   
   >>>>   > the chosen are in a battle   
   >>>>   > to re-combine and uplift   
   >>>>   > the crumbled pillars   
   >>>>   > of former temple doors   
   >>>>   > in an unwritten   
   >>>>   > divine intervention   
   >>>>   > with nothing left   
   >>>>   > but a faint   
   >>>>   > flickering remnant   
   >>>>   > of the memory   
   >>>>   > of the fire   
   >>>>   > from its holy altar within   
   >>>>   > to keep their people   
   >>>>   > from crumbling, too   
   >>>>   > beneath the badlands   
   >>>>   > of a parched and empty   
   >>>>   > complicated existence   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > they are sticking together   
   >>>>   > unbreakable   
   >>>>   > never doomed to rot   
   >>>>   > in barren countries   
   >>>>   > that life and man   
   >>>>   > all but forgot   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > they are being rescued   
   >>>>   > by a mighty lone army   
   >>>>   > team of maverick   
   >>>>   > desert olympiads   
   >>>>   > racing atop sweltering   
   >>>>   > solitary sands, in short   
   >>>>   > bursts at lightning speed   
   >>>>   > before becoming burnt   
   >>>>   > offerings themselves   
   >>>>   > an impending glimpse   
   >>>>   > into the looming   
   >>>>   > holocaust's watery grave   
   >>>>   > sun-flooded   
   >>>>   > kaddish of recompense   
   >>>>   > for the mystery   
   >>>>   > and beauty   
   >>>>   > of man himself   
   >>>>   > as they once knew him   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > they will turn her, heel   
   >>>>   > serpent-wise   
   >>>>   > through the mystic   
   >>>>   > city guides, sharing   
   >>>>   > secrets   
   >>>>   > of the skies, cut-off   
   >>>>   > measures prophesied   
   >>>>   > for her bereft   
   >>>>   > kaleidoscope eyes   
   >>>>   > lost left-over temple   
   >>>>   > with the rarest   
   >>>>   > stained-glass windows   
   >>>>   > rainbow irises   
   >>>>   > for batty isis, a black cat   
   >>>>   > if ever there was one   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > just another ugly folly   
   >>>>   > of wasted emptied hours   
   >>>>   > studying a blackboard   
   >>>>   > of asylum, and refugees   
   >>>>   > gone with the wind   
   >>>>   > like two erasers' dusty   
   >>>>   > chalks, from the charred   
   >>>>   > ravaged reels   
   >>>>   > of crime and Bullsh*t   
   >>>>   > only to fall down   
   >>>>   > into the used vacant lots   
   >>>>   > of their drowned   
   >>>>   > sad n' blinded pupils   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > electric landlady   
   >>>>   > but for a brief   
   >>>>   > wrinkle in time   
   >>>>   > slips through a crack   
   >>>>   > eventually looking back   
   >>>>   > only to find drunk jesus   
   >>>>   > seeking solace   
   >>>>   > riding upon an ass   
   >>>>   > touching the hem   
   >>>>   > of his very own robe   
   >>>>   > lost jerusalem of gold   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > 'twas a tale of vanishing   
   >>>>   > twins, deflections   
   >>>>   > from other mothers   
   >>>>   > culminations, of the   
   >>>>   > quick cleavings   
   >>>>   > of four forced, super-   
   >>>>   > naturally intertwined   
   >>>>   > helices of white smoke   
   >>>>   > strung up, then lifted   
   >>>>   > together, momentarily   
   >>>>   > into the heavens   
   >>>>   > coupled ascension   
   >>>>   > of blood brothers   
   >>>>   > shuffling...   
   >>>>   > ...off unto eternity   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > they are now   
   >>>>   > wrapped up, with   
   >>>>   > no ordinary band-aids   
   >>>>   > gifted, from a black   
   >>>>   > ballot box, stuffed   
   >>>>   > and overflowing   
   >>>>   > from black bandages   
   >>>>   > harbingers of hope   
   >>>>   > an anthem of levity   
   >>>>   > for their battered   
   >>>>   > stretched, skull-cracked   
   >>>>   > ancient   
   >>>>   > and earthly soul   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > older than the oldest   
   >>>>   > bones, these laws   
   >>>>   > chiseled in stone   
   >>>>   > even as the world   
   >>>>   > still turns, and in time   
   >>>>   > a home, their place   
   >>>>   > to share, rooted   
   >>>>   > in worlds even older still   
   >>>>   > the moving cornerstone   
   >>>>   > of endless desire's pared   
   >>>>   > raked river banks   
   >>>>   > their place to recreate   
   >>>>   > mystic music   
   >>>>   > from far off lands   
   >>>>   > water carvings   
   >>>>   > out of sand   
   >>>>   > and silt   
   >>>>   > designs from great sheba   
   >>>>   > and solomon, too, draped   
   >>>>   > in rich flowing locks   
   >>>>   > to secure and transport   
   >>>>   > news of paris' prized   
   >>>>   > apple of discord   
   >>>>   > to their lovers   
   >>>>   > through dark skies   
   >>>>   > shipped over waters   
   >>>>   > for but the lowly   
   >>>>   > yet still mighty   
   >>>>   > common aphrodite   
   >>>>   > sinking into baby talk   
   >>>>   > calling it nothing   
   >>>>   > but a cake-walk   
   >>>>   >   
   >>>>   > her soul melted   
   >>>>   > into pellets of poison   
   >>>>   > they recycled her   
   >>>>   > a condemned, cross-over   
   >>>>   > marathon river queen   
   >>>>   > already knowing   
   >>>>   > that she will be sowing   
   >>>>   > yet again, the seeds   
   >>>>   > of a most certain   
   >>>>   > curtained doom   
   >>>>   > plowed under, by a   
   >>>>   > never-ending   
   >>>>   > shapeshifting ox hunger   
   >>>>   > buried, to insure   
   >>>>   > the double   
   >>>>   > ghost-like indemnity   
   >>>>   > re-crossing   
      
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