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At home, I have witness them all, Witness the process of germinating From precious seed sown amongst thorn and tares, To taken root, even when there’s no chance There is unverified full hatred, Wild spurious jealousy from unlikely, To nothing he would amount, voices their hearts; Contrariwise, out of nothing came something, I have been slain, buried and resurrected Used, laundered and rejected like a dress Kindred, neighbours, acquaintance fellows alike I dreamt of monitors, daemons with sharp horns On top, with needle arrows aiming at me; Vomiting fierce sulfur Dragon blocking my path, Seen faceless monsters hindering me, Fearsome beast from ancient castle stalking me, Even Goliath ghost with quadruple eyes on the thorax Nails shooting out like razors, Mysterious the Thing with dozen of various heads And the deadly blood angry serpents Issuing forth, curling like hair and like smoke. I came to where the godfather turned in The only begotten for sacrifice for gore, And a son pledge the mother to gain wealth, A man after gaining illusory riches Began to pack hyenas into his closest Boding migrating to extinction, Gingerly being the same soft vessels Began to hiss, hound, tearing and calling Heaven and earth to loose And pour down venom on likable. They quests and guests for witchcraft Taking would be expected thought of foes, And brought home this deadly talisman Applied them and used accordingly on intended The one used must be potent than the one Already prepared for protection against antagonist Test negativity means scoffer is given to taste The prepare soup.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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