Seven For Chaos and Order-Dichotomy
Missles flying in the sky, as drought and plight reside
Hungry, homeless, love lost souls, beckoning the writhe
Terror rises, HAARP sounds off, money, lawyers, greed
Man shames death as wars are fought, with unending, dying, pleas
Yet peace is kept by mighty hand with commonality
Feeding those against our foes most unholy diety
Time heals wounds gained in jest beginning, living, and confessions relieved
SEVEN FOR CHAOS AND ORDER-Dichotomy 1/29/2017
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