'evil Vocations'
As near unto perfect as verbal rule,
By golden rule we go to school,
But spins of wisdom’s perfect,
Do not occur above one’s neck.
For the demons of the mind,
Are, seeking a place to find,
Within one’s education,
Places of evil vocation.
So send evil imagination,
On an extended vacation,
By using your information,
To offer a moral oblation.
For all passions built in pride,
Create one hellish ride,
But in it’s proper place,
Passions of grace have a race.
Now in love truth’s scheme,
Very peaceful and supreme,
Is as lover’s expected dream,
All would desire it would seem.
But very seldom the case,
In demons of mind’s race,
Thou in Love no sorrows added,
For truth is mercy padded!!!
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