"sins of the Tongue"
Spiritual Narrative
(James Chapter 3)
As for me, having been, the Reptilian’s Pavilion
Has lost it’s appeal, earth’s abundant wonder, of worldly thrill
By source of truth now, Agape is revealing to me how
To build each day, Godly house of sacred Flock, upon the Rock
Master reptilian, created a hell’s pavilion
As the brain of a mind's swell, the mind became in earth, hell’s well
A master of illusion, that some called, Satan’s protrusion
But only mind illusion, this parasitic protrusion
Al is boasting and toasting, some believe, the earth is roasting
Borrowing from debt, saying that humanity should not fret
Dwelling in this naught, that America has forever bought
Drinking in illusion large as the sea, none will be made free
(Psalms 104:26)
Steady now as she goes, Truth from all four winds of heaven blows
Love"s sure rudder of a ship, shall keep many a tongue from slip
The Agape was first, by which, natural tongues bless and not curse
From strife into life, tongues, shall put the earth's curse into reverse
(Isaiah 27:1)
Leviathan, piercing serpent, a dragon in multitudes
Stirring humanity's feuds, as world has seen, Hitler’s Nazi
Very little member, boast this tongue, fascism of great change
Reigns, setting on fire, the very course of earth peaceful nature
As a beast, humanity has feasts, feeding on Hitler’s yeast
Images of evil yeast, come from serpent mind’s natural beast
But restoring a ship, requires a dip, life’s ocean of love
Wisdom from above, restores by Love, at least, the beast, be tame
12-29-09 For Constance’s contest
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