The Earth's Plate Tectonic Part 1

The sonics, Of earth’s plate tectonics, Was given birth, By the wobble of the earth, While the wobble of the earth, Was given birth, By the carnal mind invention, Which reversed love’s intention, Now the earth reveals, How love feels, About the mind’s rejection, Of love’s perfection, Now the earth reels to and fro, Like a drunk man on the go, As the earth wobbles, The earth is gobbled, Recycling within itself, Un till nothing is left, Of the reflected self, Of the human race, Within mind’s fast pace, The purity of earth’s, Internal fire, Will devour, The external nature, Of the wager, Made with man, Concerning love’s plan, To give life a stand, By love, The dove, The earth was in it’s perfection, But mind’s rejection, The reverse of love's intention, Previously mention, By the man, In God’s plan, Continues to wobble, As humans cobble, With the carnal mind intent, To the extent, That pieces of strife, Instead of life, Are gathered together, In disregard to the weather, Or the signs of the times, That lines, Within the minds, Of the wise virgins, Who have the truth’s purgation, From the intention, Of the carnal mind’s invention, Having removed strife, From their very life, A carnal lie, As high as earth’s sky, 4-16-09johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com