The Spirit's Four Winds
Maverick(Vers libre)
~From precept life, for lack of moral concept fell,
Into the mind by the serpent’s spell,
Faith’s Agape copy became very sloppy,
Now life must live with these bitter pills,
Unto the seventh of seven judgments unseal,
“Until!” Four apocalyptic horseman ride to rid!
~As minds elite group seeks to form to the world’s alarm,
Into chaos they lead of mind serpent greed,
Faith precept ignored governs a wilderness of mind explored,
By neurotic of minds chaotic , the serpent slithers…Selah!!!
Copyright © John Freeman | Year Posted 2011
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