Doom and Dread

 

 

Doom and dread got in my head

And roundabout they spent,

 

Destroying all the simple things 

Of beauty as they went.

 

And oh how they did clamor,

And oh how they did climb,

 

To sit atop the perch of man,

The many who decline

 

To say what needeth saying,

To do what needeth done;

 

To bring about the truth of him,

The each of every one.

 

The woman and the children,

The master and the slave,

 

The boy, and yes, the man-child,

Each one I call by name.

 

To say what needeth saying,

To do what needeth done – 

 

Each and every man-child,

Each and every one.

 

But look to not the sexes,

And look to not the sin,

 

But look,

Look-look,

 

And look some more-

Look-look,

Look-look

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Within.

 

Deanna Llyn – Ð

 

 

 

 

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