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Primeval Pawn
Contributed by
weepingprophet
on
Thursday, 16th March 2006 @ 10:04:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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The rains of October were gentle
Seasoning the ground with entity
Holding shade in the clouds
Producing a primeval enemy
Violent December tore at the earth
Leaving ruin and rot
Torrid and seeking for releif
Begging to taste a life not yet bought
March became the season of freedom
A shallow puddle for play
Keeping dry all the reasons
Soon victim of shrivel and decay
A tree strong, courageous and wethered
Raised in the eye of a storm
A cross to which many would be tethered
Tugging lucidly at the disconsolate thorns
Dissipating, shadowed by indecision
Neglected, forsaken without care
The intity raised by thunder's provision
Screamed to its martyrs beware
October's rains were oblivious
To the primeval enemy's quest
December's violence uncapable
For abolition of the final test
March becomes the season of payment
Burdens shamed and withdrawn
Sold to the world endless entertainment
The soul is a king this life's just a pawn
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weepingprophet
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2006-03-16 22:04:23]
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Re: Primeval Pawn
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by Jane_Doe on
Thursday, 16th March 2006 @ 10:22:22 PM AEST
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