The Have Nots
See clear. There, there.
Eons and eons again.
I trust you with a sanctified
Vow of a heart unable.
I trust in thee bless me stable
With kind echoings of my
Ancient kindred.
Who stumbles on these clouds
Reciting sacred vows?
Grey clouds here would not
Ever Fare well.
You pompous dear, feathered
Were, wear DREAD?
Release all spheres orbiting
Those anxious burning SUNS.
Arrogantly unbowed to not one.
For boiling stars they are.
Stopping on the mountain side
To view the comely bright
Being as it makes a show of
Flare.
Quickly moving on hastily
Juggling possessions of
Scarcity.
And those of dubious
Attributes do share.
Do not waste any portion.
Careful not to be disturbed or
Perplexed by your misfortune.
Dream time is at hand.
The answers are there.
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