"sins of the Tongue"

Spiritual Narrative (James Chapter 3) As for me, having been, the Reptilian’s Pavilion Has lost it’s appeal, earth’s abundant wonder, of worldly thrill By source of truth now, Agape is revealing to me how To build each day, Godly house of sacred Flock, upon the Rock Master reptilian, created a hell’s pavilion As the brain of a mind's swell, the mind became in earth, hell’s well A master of illusion, that some called, Satan’s protrusion But only mind illusion, this parasitic protrusion Al is boasting and toasting, some believe, the earth is roasting Borrowing from debt, saying that humanity should not fret Dwelling in this naught, that America has forever bought Drinking in illusion large as the sea, none will be made free (Psalms 104:26) Steady now as she goes, Truth from all four winds of heaven blows Love"s sure rudder of a ship, shall keep many a tongue from slip The Agape was first, by which, natural tongues bless and not curse From strife into life, tongues, shall put the earth's curse into reverse (Isaiah 27:1) Leviathan, piercing serpent, a dragon in multitudes Stirring humanity's feuds, as world has seen, Hitler’s Nazi Very little member, boast this tongue, fascism of great change Reigns, setting on fire, the very course of earth peaceful nature As a beast, humanity has feasts, feeding on Hitler’s yeast Images of evil yeast, come from serpent mind’s natural beast But restoring a ship, requires a dip, life’s ocean of love Wisdom from above, restores by Love, at least, the beast, be tame 12-29-09 For Constance’s contest