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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required David was a young man, David had courage But David’s courage worried him somewhat! Citizenship policy needed a Don Leading by example was attractive, but forlorn And Locke’s dominative turn had shattered the Kings’ celestial deity Leaving very little in the way of piety or decorum! What was needed was an enigma, not a dogma But Enigma was purported to wear the mantle of Babylon So David decided to free Enigma of Pandora’s box By shaving Pandora of her Babylonian locks And open the dreaded Pandora’s box What would he find left inside He wasn’t the first to try; then hind! At the midnight hour when all were asleep David decided to have a peep The lock was broken? The contents robbed? David was amiss as to what was flogged You see Enigma as oracle was a feared bespoke And so the robbers had changed her into a joke But deep in one corner bechance left unfound Pearls of wisdom still waiting to be formed Pearls, neglected, disregarded - classed unfounded! But needed!!! Her battles were fought, presumed lost? - were contorted The silver thread ran like lightening… Shocking, thunderous, shattering, frightening The vacuous content of Enigma’s box… Multiplied by the Pandora legacy - the robbers’ lot! The robbers’ dons amalgam displayed Standing in rows, Row upon row, upon row, upon row, multiplied, ten fold, nightmare! All on show Was this judgement day? - Armageddon? Pity poor Enigma David thought, her box unfurled? Was it a barrier? Empty? A burdensome world? The lamb sacrificed - sorrowful? Waiting for Godo? Waiting for ascension? Waiting for a decision? Which way will the dialectic turn? David will you make the decision? Are you to judge the final hour? Do you have the power? Will you have the courage? Can you see the end? Is it the real one? Or, will you be added to the battles fought, presumed lost, contorted? Will Mystery remain or misery? Will this be Enigma’s epitaph, her eulogy? Will fate act upon this day, and decide for us which way, which way? Which way will the dialectic - will - turn? Should we live in hope or act? Which act will it be? Pearls of wisdom, will there be? In the end only if it’s the right action will it count! Abandonment, anxiety, and despair, do you care? Does it matter? Moral If Pandora’s box be open, must have it The peppered moth you fear not - the Enigma First women - woe, misery - Madonna - you must trust For without her you’d be cursed
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