Convene from Keepers Rebellious Gallery

Brother. O Brother. O when; when we were callow! In days young; Shakers, of the movement, before gray & silver turned our locks; we held in idol. Spree, even damned, were we. Lessen a very score, ’til callous became un-sore; away, had you, myth, into the far-off; seeking a northern star. Thus, did dim of you, re-turn, filled privileged besiege, ferrying scripted jots of the novel are; deluged in assure. Brother. O Brother. Dont, forthwith; tell to me, nor else, what I do not; forth I have continued a militant pace. Dont, mid uncommon lot, tell to me, nor else, demur girding resistance rebellious plot. If, you, must speak a hair; tell of owned stead mid factional fight. In the absence; tell of owned gallant march for quality rights. If adapt, if no longer a sworn knight; tell of owned rationalism of moralism, the plagiarism of Quisling plight; ill-gots. Are you not, at will, zealot? Brother. O Brother. Here, in the brawling depth, the course bowl clear; onward the struggle un-stop. You, we, in pledge; had warrant, to our brethren, aged; to carry the pillars in lift. O out furthest yon; you, hither, re-turn, elope dystopia sum; utmost grift. —whitewashed literacy! alien pensive! — these snares, gate earnest mental width; so readily turncoat gift in errand of handmade suits and seasoned goose; be, too, un-loathed; the dandy one who tend the noose. Steady! are, the angered us, of sternly force; undue toil, seizing liberty under conquer. Brother. O Brother. If for reasons, untold, at sun’s godly will; alms’ shine shalt fetch flicker of brotherly chime. O the left-behind, aggrandizing autocrat-kneeler sprawl; as liken wayward owl, cant find luminous in eyes of kinship kind. — formed across absolutist allured far-off; whereat darken desert loom. Muse this! Steely-dusk rise; leap desert’s sandy sweep, to the heavens it seeps, to hand the moon its imposing greet; if for reasons untold.