Wednesday, March 4, 2009

In My Religion

Everyone is created as they get serious.
Each person will sense when in each person.
Animals are not sacred as a group; individual
Wholes blazenly surmount the human bias.
Recriminiations must be sung through a
Lamb's wool curtain, in triplicate
Open to rebellious warmth.

At any given moment things can get black or white.
Special itinerants itemize pessimisms.
In the city people are praying all the time on their feet.
A man makes no bones about it.
In my religion there are still responsibilities.
What is ordinarily true you find hard to believe.

I remember no further events from that night.
Busy being innocent, he confessed a wall between him & the
Blond - the animal again.
I'm saying we must expect interruptions.
The government is willing to make priorities.
Each is assigned a brain from which t travel.

There are gods who run on impulse.
Many schools of thought apologize for struggle.
Consuming restlessness fuels the interference.
Witchcraft takes years to learn.
In my religion no one will
Feel futile to be perfect.

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