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The Fall
First woven son
from I Am's Word
walked in full love
but tripped on his tongue
only holy righteous man falls
Now we will require blood...
Serpent strikes at heel
Women bear in pain
Till by beading sweaty brow
Wandering man falls...
walking in guilt and buried in shame
Hope seems far
but i see
A struck match...that starts The Fire
from I Am's Word
walked in full love
but tripped on his tongue
only holy righteous man falls
Now we will require blood...
Serpent strikes at heel
Women bear in pain
Till by beading sweaty brow
Wandering man falls...
walking in guilt and buried in shame
Hope seems far
but i see
A struck match...that starts The Fire
Published 8th Jan 2017
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