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O tangle webs began to weave
At once when Eve began to leave
Her Adam heart of sacred start  

From the heart of his male Love expelled 
The meld of soul and mind the male's fe-male
Since then in earth things have not gone well

Cause of mind’s whim sacred light began to dim
The counterfeit mother sought the fig leaf cover
As Adam followed close behind and sought another

O the serpent mind began it’s whine
As strife began to climb it’s twisted vine
Like a mistletoe of sorts, unholy start

O but fields be white with specks of light
The scattered cotton of First Begotten
Though the golden hue be very few

Flesh shall pass on but flowers are gathered
Out of the twisted vines where they be tethered
Twist and turn O vines of wrath writing your own epitaph 

`Tis  by words of life souls remove themselves from strife
O but the city of lights shall be in spite of night
A better state as hate abates with it’s gates

As the inner weave of words in rhyme
Shall resist the bitter twist  of time
Being not of  the twist of carnal mind

Embittered souls make you your peace
For love has provided heaven’s yeast
Accept life by Love’s new lease

From Love your own lease
Go  in bitterness or peace 
`Tis by your own choice... you shall release!

12-6-09 johnmosesfreeman

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