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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Redemption

Flesh bears the sin.

Rooted in the excesses of carnality

and satiation of the skin.

The primordial yearn tempts and taunts

into gratification via venal founts.

The ogre’s redemption- belied by his colic gumption –

n’eer comes to pass.

Vice embraces the being and fills within

and without. And virtue is expelled

Till the cup of sin brims and is inundated.

For t’was n’eer meant to be abused

in wanton travesty

The holy shrine of restrain and chastity.

Heathen! thou that digress’t

And littereth the sanctorum with scum and waste

Art cursed

Banished in to vitriolic Hell

Apocalypsed and sintered.

Until his will prevails

as it did at birth and at death

And at both; and neither.

And thou shall rise

And bade through every experience

Even if it be one

And propriocept the nonbeing that walks along

thy footsteps.

Until the absolute beyond claim thee

and heaven open its soothing gates and

welcome eternity.

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