Lloyd J Bonds Poet Free verse

3 Scenes

a magic potion 
of celestial motion 
sitting in a golden chair. 
taste the flavor 
of god's favor 
and feel his cold blank stare.  
enter scene 1 
and the prodigal son 
as we watch them fall to the sea.  
A third will cry, 
a third will die, 
and all will taste eternity.  
watch the maker 
make the watcher. 
"You can't run from me!  
for I am the rider, 
the one inside her, \
and the great O, N, E." 
Scene 2 is a doozy, 
try not to lose me, 
as I elevate your mental state.  
I don't know how, but all will bow 
to this machine that's fueled by hate.  
In scene 3, 
I crush it 
and ultimately rise above it 
-- "In this corner the CONQUERING SUN!  
this i must defend, 
for Truth is my end, 
and it can never be undone."

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