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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It is really a veritable question of our time, In fact - of all times, on this once beautiful molten rock with sea and sand, We so avidly call our home Paradoxical fearlessness albeit so sublime, created by the dark force’s evil hidden hand, That might only remain a vision, Inherited to us in trust, Yet neglected from addiction to, Their indoctrinated pathetic lust, In fact, we do not either really care, To whatever shape it takes All material realms - are prisons, That irregardless demand already A Spiritual entrapment Laid to rest.. And also laid to bare, All arbitrary enforced concepts cast aside, for a while, Particularly ones of Group, All Manufactured by "elite" an ignorance to reconcile, A dastardly incensed minority, Destruction a recipe for their rank..and file, of a toxic and insidious soup, Plotting planning from within A dank rotten and riddled carcass entity, Lies in angst ridden, wicked And flailing stench to blame Behind veiled prison its minions hide, Use of an external matrix game A feigned nucleus for outside, Of Humanity, therefore every man, woman and child, Natural Truth and Natural Law are not and could not ever be to blame, Nature, an almost silent piety, ever giving kind and mild, The Natural beauty of our World its name, Has suffered through constant anxiety, To one day be released from possession, a marcarb emblematic walled Trophy obsession, In cretinous treasonous bastard's Hall.. of heinous undeniable and awkward shame, Indefinitely, behind this obvious veil Originally most inhabitants here, were seemingly, invariably though quite sane It therefore really does beg the question, once more, to relearn once again..Man's role, To premise this if you can, Never questioning to falter or to fail, God's Providence recaptures All, Our mind's genuine faculties and Soul On Earth can Sanity ever Prevail..? Kurt Hubbard-Beale 16th February 2022 ThePoetTree on Telegram
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