A quest in every land Accepting slavery without protest, You peep into the dinner table of your land; Inhabiting many a forest. The sun grazes you so black while in...
Beneath the roofs of vultures The hapless smell of blood roams the air summoning talons to pierce the space In search of blood buried beneath To exhume and consume The...
In the shell of wandered wonder Did freedom grumble for a caring mother, To give sons meal on this starved land With heritage for the unborn to unwind Wind of...
Our dining table round It brings us around and bound Seats not far from the center reach Six beautiful chairs, one for each A table cloth to cover and adorn...
Albeit, Zephyrs silently blow east and west! Every walls stand as tho`ey conceives nowt; Birdies in that kind, fly retires gently on roofs! Mayhaps,Ye knowest not why they doth so? But...
A chorister? Or rather a chaos-ster? I see, you are known a chorister, But pride clothes you in latest vogue Chameleon skinned, you rogue! A chorister or a chaos-ster? Your cock-a-hoop...
I saw some angels on black Their once pure raiment now becloud With ashes from the burnt earth Fallen from grace, prone to death Ye fallen angels! The world thou...
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