Monday, April 26, 2010
There's Nothing At the End of the Rainbow
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Cyclops 331
The messiah is defrauded- his
Namesake answers for the offense
Poisoned allegations, recriminations and redeemed saints
Are waiting to be born
Waiting on an island where want
Is spoken and names are only plans
Made according to the needs of this pleasant country.
Or that one…
What new, exciting redemption still waits
Saddled upon its jolly alligator?
Ought not the state say when the sage
Arrives in happy hell?
The fact is made- the Roman, the gentile,
That last speaker of all love with
Only himself to blame with
Only his offenses to believe in
At last
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