Michael Ramel The Primordial Poet Poet Rhyme

Abysm of Allegory

Values and hues the artists say
We use light and dark in what we portray
As a whole it seems to work
In every piece of music (or clay as it were)
There is a quirk (what to make of this A.I. isn’t sure)
Now apply the metaphor
(Don’t be afraid God is keeping score) 
To God’s creative plan
What He intended for every man
Was a paradise etched in time
But we corrupted the narrative with our rhyme
So the redemptive work began
As was originally set in God’s plan
It did not come to God as a surprise
That women and angels would surmise
Their own version of creation they’ve contrived
(Hume said to spread a lie you must first believe a lie)
God said “They are now like Us, knowing good and evil” 
Their bedeviled but God can handle the totality disheveled
(God knows all, rest assured, 
Nothing to Him is blurred or hasn’t occurred)
He is reversing the curse 
Through the interpersonal work
The work of The Word on behalf of mankind
Undoing the knots of time
(The narrative changes through “telephone”
             from the front to the back of the line)
Through all kinds of misreading's and misleading’s
Of people who are all well meaning
Walking down the wide path with no cares
To the narrow path (both full of harbingers)
Down the highway to hell or up to heaven on stairs

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