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As
Lambs We Flock...
Opportunities
ride upon a wave
Attainment for those
it can save
Wandering misplaced
in illusion
Looking for a creation
solution
Fragrances
of rosemary and
thyme
Lingering for translation
and rhyme
Bursting open in
aromatic appeal
Sealing its hypnotisms
in surreal
As
lambs we flock…
Waiting for our
slayer
Spilling innocent
blood
To feed a torrent
river
Guiding to Hells
Lake
Ebony
ravens fly…
Soaring up high
As we swathe truth
Held within a lie
Exposing our women
As sensual harlots
Cascading them in
Red and scarlet
Beckon
unto our internal
child
Whom are unashamed
and wild
Playing a game of
life in death
Held with each striving
breath
Elucidation
of our adulthood
Into something passé
but good
Looking within a
disgraceful life
Befuddled by torment
and strife
As
lambs we flock…
Uplifting sacrificial
icons
Of a man upon a
cross
Erasing our sins
To remove what we
know
Sin
slithers its way…
Guised as a serpent
Anxiety swelling
for
Definitive banishment
From Eden’s
paradise
Denied and undeserving
For those who come
No longer serving
Hectic
existence dwells
in humanity
As blood flows within
our city
Filling rivers,
lakes and streams
Clouding all our
sacred dreams
Spreading
upon us an infection
Reveling unseen
from deception
Fanning far-reaching
wispy ringlets
Quenching out thirst
in golden goblets
As
lambs we flock…
Playing life’s
misery
Upheld by false
prophets
In a single line
we go
Denial within reality
Gargoyles
lay upon
Doorways of aura
Protecting evil
amiss
Fête of gluttonies
plethora
As man draws a sword
Stabbing upon his
foe
Make believe perception
To what he does
not know
Spilling
hatred within confrontation
Sanctifying Christianity
in redemption
Mitigating an ends
to a means
When naught is as
it seems
Four
Horseman burst through
a sky
Their stallions
lead up on nigh
Rumbling their hooves
in stampede
As we lay down our
souls to bleed
As
lambs we flock…
author:
Kimmy Jean
©10-15-05
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Design By Kimmy
Jean
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Graphic Obtained
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