"precept"

“Precept” Death’s reign is but a world of carnal minded concepts, Within which illusions of it own harlot are kept, As minds counterfeit the Sacred Hearts of the precept, In containments of worldly forms of the mind’s inept! My precept withstood this selfish whore’s galore… to the face, As she sought to hid herself in complexity’s mace, I gained a new precept face, standing against concept’s disgrace, As economic whore sought to remove truth by it's fast pace! Death concepts thereof are conveniences of the mind’s absolve, As compassions of grace, of brotherly face, are not involved, Truth is seldom heard in this world of which it’s scribes resolve, Bribes of scribes, politicians have lied, around this they revolve! The carnal of mind knows not what they do as death pursues, The goat will gloat, sheep the mind will not promote...bid adieu, I’ve stood in the gap of mind’s mishap, the gap(!), I construe! I’ve stood the test, I've earned Father’s rest, I receive my due! I bid adieu to the death of the stubborn minds astute, In heaven’s choir, they will never give Gabriel’s flute.. a toot, The carnal mind just doesn’t compute...the precept acute, For higher cosmic affair...holds no flair...for brute's pollute!