Where the Beast Can'T Follow
Born into the raw flesh of the physical world
We are placed in the burning fire of refinement
Each lifetime in this world is a spirit lesson
The world of the beast contains the rapist and saint
During one life, we’ll be the hateful abuser
Next time, we will be the helpless and torn victim
It is the nature of the beast
Evidence of the nearly completed spirit
Are the children who die at a very young age
They are always calm and serene, comforting us
There’s not much more refining for them to complete
They’re prepared to start a much more complex journey
Beyond the world of the burning lustful raw flesh
Where the beast can’t follow
© Copyrights G. Jones 2008
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