Born Ready Made
THE DIE IS CAST ONCE AND THEN IT IS SIMPLY HISTORY.
NO COPIES OF VAST MUSEUMS OF ANTIQUITY.
BEING UNIQUE!AND YET SO REMARABLY ALIKE.
BIG AND SMALL,SPEAKS WRONG OR RIGHT.
ENOGH FOOD TO FEED A COSMOS OF STARVING SEEKERS.
BLOOD SPEWED AND BARBARIC NATURAL USURPERS.
UNINFLUENCED BY PASSING FADS OR OGRES.
SEVERING THE PAST OF DISASTERS AND WARS.
THE SEASHELLS FOR BEINGS IS THE ABODE OF A GOD,
WHERE MEETINGS OF ANGELS ARE THE BIRDS OF WORDS.
WHERE EVERY MESSAGE SENT BY FISHES OR FLIES,
A VESTIGE OF PARADISE IS WASTED BY LIES.
LIKE ALL OBEDIENT OFFSPRING OF MAN OR BEAST,
THEY ALL ASK FOR SANCTUARY IN HEAVENLY PEACE.
WHERE ALL ARE EQUAL AND CHOICE IS SELF SERVED.
THERE IS NO WALLS FOR THE ECHOES TO BE REHEARD.
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