by Robert Paul Gass (aka Imagines Vinco aka Ultionem Vinco)
The tortures given souls create the hate
Of fires in eyes of jaded people mocked
With weakness brought to self as gate
For vengeance sought in mind forever locked.
The air forgiveness lends is base as lies
And light of Christ is given up to pierce
A pinion tear as feces drown in sties
Of urine brought a death so bitter fierce.
In soils it springs so lively green to live
As thought of heaven brings the need of kind
and sweet verboseness death to once forgive
Unkindness now in vain as power mind.
The strong survive to live in seed as caught
The weak the base defeated never fought.
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